Part 1
They came the night we got dumped off in the very scary area. It was hot that day, too hot for a dog with no shade. We huddled together at the side of the road - our little family. We were all each other had. I was tired. I had had many litters of puppies whom I had loved but they had been taken from me. At least I had my family now.
The male in our group(Dad to most of the young ones in our group) tried to cross the road. Something loud and fast came and he went flying back to the side of the road. We lay by him trying to offer comfort, but he never moved again.
We saw many people roar by in their boxy crates, looking out of their glass windows, but they never stopped. We sought refuge in the cornfield on the other side of the road. We all made a dash. One of our youngest didn’t make it and joined his father. But the rest of us were at least sheltered from the sun’s burning rays in the tall corn. Night fell and we were very scared. We didn’t know what to expect, so we piled together and remained silent. Our fluffy little friend went missing that night. We don’t know where she went, but she didn’t come back.
Suddenly one of those roaring boxes slowed. We could hear it slowing and finally stopping near where our boy dog lay. We heard the doors open and then close, and then we heard footsteps. We huddled together in the corn, trying to be silent. One set of footprints came closer and then even closer. Getting nervous, the other mama and I rushed out of the corn barking, ready to defend our pups.
A woman talked quietly and soothing to us, but we were too scared and it was so dark. Another woman joined her and they left us huge bowls of food and water. It was so good! We were very hungry and had been for a long time. But then one of the women tried to reach for me. Nothing good had happened the last time someone or really anytime someone reached for me so I gave a growl and a snap, to scare her away. I never touched her with my teeth though, just bumped her with my nose. I wasn’t the kind of dog that would touch a human with my teeth, but I wanted to scare her. She quickly withdrew her hand and talked soothingly again then walked back to her giant crate. They looked back at us and they seemed sad. We were sad too, but at least now we had food and water.
(to be cont.)
They came the night we got dumped off in the very scary area. It was hot that day, too hot for a dog with no shade. We huddled together at the side of the road - our little family. We were all each other had. I was tired. I had had many litters of puppies whom I had loved but they had been taken from me. At least I had my family now.
The male in our group(Dad to most of the young ones in our group) tried to cross the road. Something loud and fast came and he went flying back to the side of the road. We lay by him trying to offer comfort, but he never moved again.
We saw many people roar by in their boxy crates, looking out of their glass windows, but they never stopped. We sought refuge in the cornfield on the other side of the road. We all made a dash. One of our youngest didn’t make it and joined his father. But the rest of us were at least sheltered from the sun’s burning rays in the tall corn. Night fell and we were very scared. We didn’t know what to expect, so we piled together and remained silent. Our fluffy little friend went missing that night. We don’t know where she went, but she didn’t come back.
Suddenly one of those roaring boxes slowed. We could hear it slowing and finally stopping near where our boy dog lay. We heard the doors open and then close, and then we heard footsteps. We huddled together in the corn, trying to be silent. One set of footprints came closer and then even closer. Getting nervous, the other mama and I rushed out of the corn barking, ready to defend our pups.
A woman talked quietly and soothing to us, but we were too scared and it was so dark. Another woman joined her and they left us huge bowls of food and water. It was so good! We were very hungry and had been for a long time. But then one of the women tried to reach for me. Nothing good had happened the last time someone or really anytime someone reached for me so I gave a growl and a snap, to scare her away. I never touched her with my teeth though, just bumped her with my nose. I wasn’t the kind of dog that would touch a human with my teeth, but I wanted to scare her. She quickly withdrew her hand and talked soothingly again then walked back to her giant crate. They looked back at us and they seemed sad. We were sad too, but at least now we had food and water.
(to be cont.)
