I'm laying still on the hay flat on my back whining my head off but not even knowing why. Why can't I open my eyes or see anything? I hear lots of other tiny little whines and whimpers that sound like me but if my stupid eyes would open I could see who it is. Now I know why I'm whimpering... Because I'm annoyed at my eyes and my legs for not allowing me to move or open my eyes. I'm thankful my ears are working!
I see something actually but it's really bright and hard to see but I stop whining immediately as some things start to become clearer to my eyes. I roll onto my tummy and see my mummy! She's beautiful but why are there about 5 other puppies that look like me all crowding around her! Why can they walk and I can't?
I start whining again, I try to move my legs but I cant! I open my eyes fully now and everything's blurry but I'm on someone's hand now I can't see them but I can see higher now and I can feel it.
Not knowing what to do I stop whining and wait to see what happens. I stop everything, I stop kicking my legs, I stop crying and I close my eyes.
" It's okay puppy , don't cry ". A sweet calming voice rings through my working ears.
I open my eyes and stare at her, it's a girl but I don't know how old she is but I struggle and I STAND UP! I look down and see lots of others dogs very similar to me. I start to struggle again.
" calm down puppy, I'll put you with your mum, sisters and brothers". The same calming voice rings through me ears as I'm lowered to the ground.
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A dogs point of view - Bruce's view
General FictionEver wanted to know what it's like being a dog or should I say in a dogs point of view well here's the book for you!
