Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Last Days
What happened next, you're asking. It's all a blank. But when I was returned to my cage feeling all wobbly and weak, my babies had vanished. Very mysterious. Not that I was so eager to be a mom. 10 months old is a bit young for motherhood, even for a dog. Everyone was shocked to see me again, and the sad brown-eyed pit bull perked up. Where did they think I was going? As I figured out in subsequent days, those strange people walking by our kennels all day long, back and forth, were there for us to choose from. People who were hoping one of us would pick them for our Family. Who knew? I wasn't interested in going home with strangers. I was waiting for My Guy to come and get me as I knew he would. We were Best Buddies and I was sure he was looking for me. As the days dragged I started to feel a tension in the air. "Hope you find a home soon, Tinker", the staff would say to me. "You can't stay here forever. The place is pretty full."
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