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Well, I've been out here for a while now and it's getting kind of old. All I do on a daily basis is lay is the cool mud and sleep. I know that sounds like a life of luxury, but it's not, not when you have been away from your mommy for 7 months. I know she misses me, but I can't find my way home! I think I have gone to far, my mommy is all the way in North Carolina and I am looking at a big sign that says "Hollywood"! I have no idea where I am. I hear a car rumbling in the distance and it seems to be coming closer to me. I squint my eyes and look. Is that even a car? It's long and black, I think I heard mommy talking about these one time, there called something like a pinto. When the pinto finally reached me it stopped, and someone opened a door. It was a man, he had brown hair, brown eyes, wait a second it was Orlando Bloom! My mommy talks about him all the time. She's always telling me he has "Devastaing good looks" and is a "Ladies man." Anywoof, Mr. Bloom is coming towards me. He has a smooth manly walk and he is wearing jeans and a shirt with a guitar on it. Now, he jerks me up by the collar and drags me into the pinto. I try to bark, but no one hears me. I have been DOGNAPPED!
After what seemed like hours the pinto stopped moving. Mr. Bloom opened the trunk and thrusted me out. "You look uncomfrontable" he said. He then took off his belt and hooked it to my collar. Ahhhhh now I wasn't being constantly choked. The next thing that happened could have changed everything. But the question is did it?
Mr. Bloom took me inside a big building and put me on the floor in front of an old man. "THIS IS THE ONE!!!" The old man shouted. I started getting worried, a million questions went through my mind. The one for what? Did I do something wrong? Will I ever get out of here? Should I eat squirrel tonight? "I told you" Mr. Bloom replied. "He would fit right into the movie" "Does he have a name?" The old man said. "His collar says Baxter." "That's a great name!" "Sure is, and he doesn't seem to be from here so his owners won't suspect us." Mr. Bloom said. Oh no, I thought to myself, what are they gonna do to me, I gotta get outta here!!! As soon as I thought out a plan I ran. I went through the big doors where I had come in with Mr. Bloom close behind. I dashed across the road barley dodging oncoming traffic. Because of the traffic Mr. Bloom had to wait, so this gave me time to get farther away. When I thought I had lost him I found a river and got a cool drink, then lay down and went to sleep.
Why can’t you just feed me, all you have to do is put the food in a bowl and hand it to me, or you could even put it on the ground, I don’t even care what it is, I haven’t eaten in a week, and I am slowly dying, please.
Why can’t you pet me, all you have to do is stroke me once, it would feel so good, I haven’t been stroked in several months now, all I do is sit around in this cage alone, it wouldn’t be so bad if I could turn around, but I am twice as big as the cage, and somehow you managed to squeeze me in it.
Why can’t you bathe me, all you have to do is spray me down with a water hose, I can’t stand to smell my own self, there’s always flies in my face and all the these ticks and fleas are slowing taking all of my blood from my body.
The Only thing I have is a collar, but could you please take it off? Although, I don’t know if it’s possible, because I am sure by now it has grown into my skin.
Where are you taking me? I think I now where, we are headed for the woods, and you have that gun in your hand, your going to kill me, just because I can’t have any more puppies. The only good thing about this is I will be in heaven, and I know heaven is much better than this place, this collar will no longer be grown into my skin, I can take as many bathes as I want, eat as much as I want, and God will pet me everyday. Goodbye Puppy Mill.
By: Baxter
*PLEASE HELP US STOP THIS, SPREAD THE WORD, AND DO WHATEVER IT TAKES TO SAVE THESE ANIMALS. THEY NEED US!*
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