I once was adopted by someone else a very mean person.Who threw me out of a car. I was just a puppy. I was beaten, kicked and starved. I was scared. Suddenly,a Dog catcher caught me, and brought me to the pound.. I was happy to be brought to the pound.I was fed and washed, felt secure in the cage.

In a pound, people come in to look and adopt you.. There was this little five-year-old girl,

who fell in love with me. I want this one daddy and mommy.I was put in the pick up.Master Joe lifted me into the truck. I was too small and short to jump into the truck. Something was attached to his belt. I didn’t know what it was.. I hear the mother , telling her husband, don’t bring the gun, when you’re with your daughter. I heard a smack across the face. The mother began to cry. Don’t you tell me what to do,said Joe. Don’t break my balls, I do what I want.Listen like a good wife, or else? Or else what? Questioned his wife?. If you don’t listen , I’ll blow your head off, and the dog’s too.The little girl wasn’t paying attention to their argument. Too busy playing with me.

I ,as a dog, I had no idea what they were talking about.I was just happy I had masters .New masters ..

One night, when it was very dark, rain was coming down hard.I heard master Joe, making loud noises from upstairs. There was yelling and screaming. The screaming was so loud, it made my ears hurt..

I started to bark, as I ran upstairs. Master hit me and kicked me down the stairs. I yelped.Shut up, you MUT! Please don’t hurt us! Joe.Your not acting right. You need to voluntarily go back to the psychiatric ward.

I had no idea what they were talking about. I just kept barking, hoping Joe would stop yelling.

I’ll never go back, he replied.

Bang!Bang!Bang! Loud and clear.

As soon as I heard my master Joe leave, I ran upstairs again. Wanted to see the damage he did to my other masters.

Everyone looked like they were sleeping. When I got closer to my female master. She was covered with red. I licked her. Wake up. Licked her again and again. She wasn’t moving. Instincts told me she was dead. I know what blood tasted like, because I cut my paw once.

I go in the little girl’s room. Judy was in the corner alive. She grabbed me,kissed me and hugged me so tight. She was trembling,hysterical crying. Tears were pouring down her cheeks!

Being a dog, there wasn’t much I could.I licked the little girl and tried to comfort her .

I hear a strange noise, coming from outside.It was the ambulance and the police. The little girl knew that the neighbors called for help.But, it was too late for Mom. Paramedics couldn’t save her. The girl screams, my mom is dead

They brought the little girl to her Aunt’s house that night with me.. Auntie was a victim of abuse in her younger days. She knew the trauma her niece The father, was arrested. Declared insane.

I remained with the little girl.Please Auntie, let me keep my new puppy?. Auntie said,of course ,you can keep her. The dog seems to love you!, She was there during that horrible night.She helped comfort you. . I will love my puppy forever, said the girl.She is now part of our family.

One thing, I learned, said the puppy. Some pet owners are mean. My owner was a sick evil man!