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August 18th 2005 10:29 pm
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I lived with some one who i guess didn't like me much. I was neglected and abused. Then this teenager saw me and took me from a bad place and took me home with him. I wasn't sure if I would like him or the new family he brought me to but they seemed nice. Then as time went on I realized I had to have been a very lucky dog to have been given a chance to be happy. I live in a house that had six kids and it was always fun everyone loved to play with me. Over time I met another dog and ended up having 13 pups. Unfortunatly we lost one but I still had 12 little bundles of joy.They all have wonderful homes and I got to pull my girly figure back together. (lol). My mom spoils me more than her own kids and everyone here at home loves me and spoils me rotten. But my mom tells me that I was born to be spoiled. My mom even bought a sign for the front of the house that says a spoiled rotten dog lives here. About three years ago my mom got a letter in the mail saying we couldn't live in our house anymore because I am a pit bull, It was either move or get rid of me. My mom cried for hours and I didn't understand why she was crying,she told my dad about the letter and within two months we were looking for a new home. So thank's to that terrible letter I have a big back yard I can play in and a new home I love because my mom is happy and doesn't have to cry anymore, instead we play with my toy's in the backyard and have the time of my life. I guess my mom does love me a lot since she was willing to move for me instead of losing me. I can't picture my life without my mom and dad and I know my mom and dad feel the same way.
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