His point of view down below
Do you ever feel like you have no reason to exist, no purpose that if you died no one would care?
I feel like that's what we all feel here, Our sole purpose is to serve our master.
I know I will never have a master I am not good enough, and the pet shop master says I am nothing but a pathetic good nothing excuse for a pet, He is never wrong, Honestly, I hope I never get a master for it would kill me to be a disappointment to my master, I Am brought out of my thoughts by the door opening, I do not dare look up for that is a sign of disrespect, However with the sound of the heavy footsteps I'd say the person who entered is big, As most masters are. As they approach the pet master says in a voice I'd describe as fear and pride Sir I must say it's an honor you have graced us with your presence How may I help you?
My father continues to push me to get a pet so I have decided to please him I shall do as he asks . The voice responds and even though I haven't looked up I'd say the voice most likely belongs to a man for it is deep and strong. Of course sir I'm sure we have something for you here . The pet shop master responds
I hear them begin to make there way around the shop, It seems as if forever has passed before they begin to make their way to the last row where only I am for I am the most unwanted pet in the shop . How bout this one? The voice asks. Sir, I must warn you this one is quite dull. The pet master responds
I feel a gaze on me for a few moments before the voice speaks and says, I want this one. Of course, if you're sure Sir let's fill out the paperwork and the pet will be yours. The pet master says as they begin to walk off .
