AFTER GORY DIED I FEEL WEAK..I FEEL NO FUN ANYMORE MY LIFE IS JUST EAT AND SLEEP THERES NO PLAYTIME ANYMORE.
I DIED AT THE AGE OF 7..
WELL I WAKED UP AGAIN AS A NEW PUPPY..I WAS BORN IN A FARM..
MY OWNER IS 2 OLD PERSON
THEY TOOK GOOD CARE AT ME AND NAMED ME ROLLY..
WE ALWAYS PLAY... AND THEY ALWAYS WALK ME AND I HAVE SO MUCH FUN....I CAN STILL REMEMBER MY PAST.. BUT ONE NIGHT CHANGED ME..
MY OWNERS WAS BRUTALLY KILLED INFRONT OF ME. I WAS BARKING AND CRYING AT THE SAME TIME WHEN THE POLICE FOUND ME.I WAS SUPER FAMISHED WHY? BC I HID UNDER THE TABLE FOR 1 WEEK NO ONE NOTICED ME.
AND THIS IS THE LIFE OF A DOG!
GUYS HOPE U LIKE THIS STORY!
