Read the passage below:
I really hoped that I would get a dog for my birthday this year. For years, I had been begging my parents for a dog. Dogs are cute and cuddly. I had all sorts of books about dogs. I drew pictures of dogs every day. It was finally my birthday. My heart was beating wildly. I could' t wait to see if I would get a dog. My parents brought out a bunch of boxes into the living room. All of the boxes were small. None of them looked like they would fit a dog. I opened all sorts of great gifts: a new doll, an art kit, a necklace kit, but no dog. A tear dripped down my cheek. Suddenly, I heard a pitter patter behind me. I turned and I saw the cutest dog in the world. "Do you like your present?" mom asked. I couldn't stop smiling!
How did the narrator feel at the start of her birthday?