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The next morning. Ellen woke me up early. Pepper and Scott were still sleeping. Last night was really fun just mocking around with them.

Ellen gave me some quick kibble and then I found myself in the backseat of her car. She was wearing her white lab coat and her hair was in a simple braid. It was still a bit dark and hazy outside.

I had a feeling that uncle Greg's farm had a long way to it.

The car ride was peaceful. There weren't really much people on the road, just truckers. An hour past by and we stopped small , round farm.

It wasn't that small, actually it was medium-sized. Ellen took me out of the car and carried me to the front door.There were pigs, chickens , horses and a lot of dogs. How was I suppose to get along with all of them. My biggest concern was that what will Uncle Greg think about my face.

On the fields there was a slightly chubby man planting some vegetables.
"Mr.Danvers"? Ellen called. Uncle Greg turned around and had a huge smile on his face.

"Ahh Ellen me dear, please call me Greg".
He was talking like a pirate which was kinda strange.
There was a small reek coming in to my nose. I'm guessing it was from uncle
Greg because he was really sweaty.
"Umm... Greg....." Ellen started to tell the story about how she found me.

"As you can see from his collar it has your surname and, a last name called Carter". she looked puzzled when ever she saw the name Carter on my collar.

"Where did ye find dis collar". Uncle Greg said impatiently.
"It was on his neck when we found him". replied Ellen.
"We"?
"Me and my work friends late last night. He was in front of the door trying to come in". Ellen took of the collar and Greg made a quick examination. He was a bit of a strange man.

"Ohh Carter", he was rolling his rrrr's. "Ye got me puzzled there lassie, Carter is me sister's family".
Ellen gave him a small smile.
"I'll let 'em know and return the little lad to them, tanks dear". After Ellen left Uncle Greg and I headed to the house phone. "Was I really going back"?

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