I don’t remember much of his face, but I do remember the beatings. Every time I barked, when he was near me, I’d get a good smack. Sometimes on my head, sometimes my back end, but always I’d be hit. I have to admit that it took me a long time to figure it out. I thought he loved me. He took me hunting, and tried to spend a lot of time with me, I was apparently too talkative for him. Then one day, this nice female human came along and took me from him. I spent a few days with her, and then she couldn’t take me anymore, either. Was there something wrong with me?
She took me to this place, the bad place, where they lock up all the animals, and people come in to look at them. And some people take the animals out of the cages, and you never see them again. Very scary. I don’t know what happens to those animals. I hope they are okay. I’m safe here, but not having much fun.
Then, one day, these two humans come in, one male and one female, and they look at me and go nuts. They think I am the greatest thing since the dog in the cage next to me. But they really like me. The next thing you know, the male human opens the cage door, and wants to take me out. I put up a good fight, but he is too much for me. I am terrified! He doesn’t look like the last horrible human I had, but I can’t trust him, certainly not at this stage. He persists, and I am on my way to a strange new home…