Bad Dog

I don't rember much of my early life. Gess its not that important any ways. All I know, is that I lived in a dim, damp garage for a while, with my mom, brothers, and sisters. Then one day, they all started to disappear. The first to leave was my brother Tom. Tom went out one day, and never returned. Freaked us all out. Mom never let anyone come near us after that. Then, it happened again, this time mom was the first to leave, and Master came in to take Lilly, my favorite sister. Never saw her again. It continued this way for about a month, untill it was just me and Mom. 

A few weeks after it was just us, Mom was pulled away from me, and I knew what was going to happen. Well, atleast I thaught I knew. Master graved me by the scruff of my neck and brought me inside. At first I was surprised, as I had never been inside before. I was left to rome around the livingroom.  

It was an overlode of new sounds and smells. I loved it! Their was a knock at the door. If I'm being compleatly honest, it scared the daylight's out of me. But...  

Master opened the door, and my life was forever changed. Three people walked in, one super tall, and the other two were on the shorter side. The tall man was talking with master, and the other shorter woman walked over to me. Not seeing anyone other than Master all my life, I shyed away. Master walked over to me, and picked me up "Hear." he said, and handed me over to one of the ladies. 

"Shes so cute!" the lady coos. Tall man walks over to see me. 

"She's alright, i gess. Still want my boxer." he said. 

They all said goodbye to Master, and left my only home.