Am I famous now ?
Today I am born. One of ten. My father was very famous. I have a lot of half siblings. My mother is very famous. Since she became famous she only had pups. No loving hands, no fun excursions ... only pups. She is always very sad when they leave her.
Today I am loosing my home. I did not want to leave, so I hid behind my mom and siblings! I did not like you. But they said that one day I would be famous. I wonder if famous is the same as happiness and good times? You picked me up and carried me away though you did not like me hiding from you. I don´t think you liked me.
My new home is far away. I am confused and frightened. My heart says: Be brave. My siblings are too. Have they been given into good hands like me? I am hungry because too much to eat is bad for my bones. I can not bite or snap when the kids are mean to me. I run away and play and pretend I am on a big lawn with butterflies, robins and frogs.
I don´t know why they kick me. I am very still but the man beats me and says loud things. The woman does not give me good things like I had with my mother. She throws kibble on the ground and leaves before I can come close enough for a touch or some cuddling. Sometimes my food smells bad but I eat it anyway.
Today I got ten pups. They are wonderful and warm. Am I famous now? I wish I could play with them, but they are so small. I am so young and playful that it is hard to lie in the hole under the house and suck my young. Now they are whining. I scratch and bite my coat. I wish somebody would throw us some food. I am very thirsty too.
Now I only got eight left. Two became cold during the night and I could not make them become warm again. All of us are very weak. Perhaps we can get some food if I carry them on the porch?
Today they took us away. It was too much toil to feed us and somebody came to get us. Somebody took my pups and they whined and whimpered. They were put in boxes on a trailer. Are my pups famous now? I hope so for I miss them. They are gone.
The place stinks from urine and fear and illness. Why am I here? I was as beautiful as my siblings were. I am hungry, dirty and in panic and not wanted. Perhaps it was worst to not be wanted. Nobody came though I tried to be good.
Today somebody came. She put a collar around my neck and took me to a room that was very clean and had a gleaming table. She lifted me on the table. Somebody held me and petted me. I felt so wonderful!! Then I got very tired and leaned against the one that had petted me.
Now I am famous: Today somebody took care of me.
