My Birthday!

Today is my birthday. I am 7 yrs old today. 7 years! I was about 2 yrs old when I was rescued from Death Row at the pound. Just 2 yrs old and my life came very close to ending there. I was due to be put in the gas chamber that day. Miss Terrie came to get another dog and left with 3 of us. My sister was one and she went on to be adopted and lives in another city. I went to live with Miss Terrie but she had to move and she was sick so she turned me over to the rescue. I lived at the kennels for a few weeks and was very unhappy there. The adoption coordinator asked my parents to foster me because I had soooo meny personality problems, fear issues. I have been here for FIVE and a half years now. This is my home....I am never going to leave unless me or my parents die. I am still scared of people. I react by biteing. I KNOW, that is not good but I can't help it. It just happens and I pee when new people try to touch me too. I try not to do it but it just happens. Well all that does not matter to my parents or to ARF-LA. They say they love me and will always take care of me. I am happy, loved, safe, well cared for and that is all that matters. I love my parents and they love me. Mom is boiling chicken for me as my special birthday treat. That's better than a cake! Oh Ya it is. :)

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