I was born today. One of 10. My
daddy was very famous. I have lots of half brothers and sisters. My
mother is very famous, she has only had puppies. No more loving hands,
no more fun trips...just puppies. She is always sad when they leave her.
I left home today. I didnīt want to go, so I hid behind my mama and my
three lttermates that were left. I didnīt like you. But one day they
said I would be famous. I wonder; is famous the same as fun and good
times? So you picked me up and carried me away, even though you were
concerned about me hiding from you. I donīt think you liked me.
My new home is far away. I am scared and afraid. My heart says
be brave. My ancestors were. Did they go to good homes like mine?
Iīm hungry because I canīt eat too much because it will be bad for my
bones. I canīt bite or snap when the children are mean to me. i just run
and play and pretend I am in a biggreen field with butterflies and robins
and frogs. I canīt understand why they kick me. I am quit, but the man
hits and says loud things. The lady doesnīt feed me good things like I
had with my mother. She just throws dry food on the ground, then goes
away before I can get too close for touching and petting. Sometimes
my food smells bad but I eat it anyway.
Today I had 10 puppies. They are so wonderful and warm. Am I famous now?
I wish I could play with them, but they are so tiny. I am so young and
playful that it is hard to lay here in this hole under the house nursing
my puppies. They are crying now. I am so hungry. I scratch and worry my
fur. I wish someone would throw me some food. I am also very thirsty.
I now have eight. Two got cold during the night and I couldnīt make
them warm again. They are gone. We are all very weak. Maybe if I take
them out on the porch, we can get some food.
Today they took us away. It was too much trouble to feed us and someone
came to take us away. Someone grabbed my puppies, they were cryin and
whimpering. We were put in a truck with boxes in it. Are my babies famous
now? I hope so, because I miss them. They are gone.
The place smelled of urine, fear and sickness. Why was I here? I was
beautiful, like my ancestors. Now I am hungry, dirty, in pain and
unwanted. maybe the worst is unwanted. No one came though I tried to be
good.
Today someone came. They put a rope on my neck and led me to a room that
was very clean and had a shiny table. They put me on the table. Someone
held me and hugged me. It felt so good!!! Then I felt tierd and laid over
the last one who cared. I am famous now. Today someone cared.
