Photo Comments (1)Age: 7 Years Sex: Male Weight: 51-100 lbs
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Leave a bone for Baby
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March 11th 2011
April 23rd 2009
Being left alone, me sleeping in too late.
My towels and socks
Timber wolf and hotdogs
Anywhere there is water
All of his tasks plus some fun ones like throwing them up and dancing
Somehow I found myself running loose on the streets of Kansas without any tags. I was running like this for a long time and got myself into all sorts of trouble. Eventually strange people cornered me in an alley and grabbed me with stiff ropes and forced me to get in a car (all they had to do was ask). I was taken to a concrete building with low ceilings and dim lights. Smells overwhelmed my nose, there were so many cats and canines placed into so many small cages.
My cage was the third line fourth row. The dogs that sat across from me and next to me told me this was where I would stay until I was taken home. But weeks passed and even though many of my friends left I did not. I remember dreaming lightly when a gruff man came in and roughly led me to a room I had never seen before. It was cold and the air was stale, for some reason my stomach shrank and I began to feel uncomfortable. Interested, my eyes watched the human grab a very thin but sharp object, it glinted faintly in the light. I cringed in apprehension but my worry faded as a loud ring cut through the air. The man picked up the ringing machine and spoke into it, his voice was gruff and not easy for me to understand but he seemed to offer a gesture of annoyance at the object before putting it down and roughly grabbing me by the scruff. Pulling me all the way into the entrance of the buildings.
An elderly couple stood by the door with two other aussies that had been waiting for a home with me. We were all given brilliantly colored collars (mine was red) and the four of us were led into a car -- what a thrill. Those two people lived on a pretty farm but they regretfully took me to something called a state correctional facility, here I was given the name Sarge. I waited in this stuffy building for a couple of weeks before the elderly couple came back for me; another car ride. But this one was much longer, we were in the car for half a day!
When we finally stopped and the trunk was opened for me I was so relieved to smell the fresh air and stretch that I almost knocked over a young girl! Boy did she smell good! I sniffed her pants, dog treats filled her pockets and the smell of a fresh bone rested faintly on her palms.
Unfortunately before I got a chance to stretch out I had to get into yet another car, this time it was with the young girl. I was taken into a back yard with plenty of space to run and dozens of flowers to sniff and roll in.
At first that wonderfully smelling girl tried to keep her distance just like her mom and siblings did, it was the same way the elderly couple felt toward me. But then one day the air changed and I heard an immense amount of giggling tumble out of the girl's mouth as she embraced me as family. We danced and ran together and went to sleep by watching a lovely black and white movie with a great big leopard from which she named me Baby.
Now we have so much fun and we are always together! Sometimes we play a game called 'find it' and other times my girl leads me through obstacles and is always trying to go faster. When the days are hot and long we play and roll in the sprinklers and race each other to the beach where we swim all day together.
That is my life, she is my girl, and this is my home.
What'd you say? I wasn't listening.
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