January 12th,

Guess what? I found a dog while moving. The puppy was just standing on the entrance mat. He looked lost and sad. I decided to take him with me. Who knows, he could be a good companinon very soon. She's competely black with green eyes. I named him hope because...life is hope. The dog is alive...so I decided to name her hope.

The irrgation system seems to be coming along nicely. We might be able to move in tomorrow, if one of stays over there overnight.

I've got to go journal...hope is hungry. I hope she likes peaches. If I don't write in this journal by tomorrow...please pray for me, Ashley, and Hope.