My name is Amos.

This is my house.

My grandfather, DB, bought it for my sister at a yard sale before I was born.

DB may act tough, but last year, he moved it beside the pool so I could use it more.

I go inside and then stick my head out the window and say, “Hello!”

I like for my brothers and sister to say, “Knock Knock!”

I’m getting so tall that I have to duck to get through the door.

I never hit my head though on that.

I love my house.

It’s all mine.

Thank you, DB.

I know I’m not quite what you expected, but you chase and tickle me just the same.

That’s how it is with real love.

Everybody loves me, especially you.

Love, Amos