I'm Sorry Rocky

Chapter 1

               As I awoke I noticed the sun wasn't quite all the way up, meaning I had about an hour before my owner took me to the training place. The training place has always been quite scary, but if I listen to the people I'll sometimes get dinner that night! I hope that tonight is a dinner night because I haven't had one in about three days. At the training place they make us fight other dogs. I've never liked fighting the others so I usually try to stay away from where they fight, but if I want food that night I have to do atleast a little bit. In the hour before I have to leave I can't really do much because I am trapped in a small freezing cold crate with my two sisters. We had five of us when we were born, but two of them disappeared one day never to return. I've been training like this for a couple weeks and I'm about three months old.
       
              The bright yellow sun is now up and I think I will be heading for training in a few minutes. While I wait for my keeper I stand up and stretch in the little room that I have. Then I saw him, my keeper, as he came I started wagging my tail excited that I would be let out of the crate, but when he came to my litter's crate he grabbed my sisters and left. I let out a small whine but knew he would hit me if I made too much noise.

              Soon I saw him come back. He came to my kennel and picked me up by the scruff of my neck. It slightly hurt, but I didn't dare to make a noise. He brought me to a strange room I had never been in and shoved me in a box. The box was dark and I didn't know where I was going, but I knew I had been picked up and was moving. I heard a loud noise sounding like something heavy closing, then felt a small bounce, and the same noise again. I heard some sort of noise that kind of sounded like the machine my keeper drives around in when it's raining and he doesn't want to get wet watching us train.

            After a long wait I heard the machine noise stop, and I heard the strange loud noise again. I could hear footsteps, then I could hear a door opening, someone grabbed my box, im assuming it was my keeper, and the loud door noise happened again. We soon walked into a warmer place, it felt nice because I was in the freezing cold before. I could feel myself being set down on a  surface above the floor level and heard my keeper talking about how I was aggressive and he didn't want me anymore. When those words hit I was heart broken, I probably wouldn't be getting any food for days. A different person speaking said something about how they would see if they could help me find a new home willing to train me to be freindly. I wonder how much harder this training will be, I was a bad boy to my keeper, so I'll try to use what he taught me before and maybe this place will like me.