Dogster

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My strange Life

My New Home

I don't know how I got so lost, but I came to the back door of a very nice lady who fed me and took me in. We went to the vet (I was scared) who said I was at least 10 years old. My new mom calls me "Bear," I wish I could tell her what my real name is but I'm trying to remember to answer to the new name. There are these strange creatures living here, they have four feet and fur but they're small and they spit and hiss at me. All I want to do is be friends but they're not interested. Maybe they'll like me tomorrow.