Cutest thing about Chelsea was how we got her.  I picked her out from the shelter for my sister and her beau at the time, but others wanted her so we had to enter into a raffle.  My cousin was visiting from Holland, and my mom told us, we had to get up early to enter all of our names.  We were hung over; him with his sexy European man-thong, me in boxers.  We didn't get up.  She still won the raffle. My sister didn't want her.  Nobody wanted her--but now she's mine.