Part 1 The pound

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(Jakes point of view) The next morning he woke up to sun in his face, he could see Cali right in front of him he tried to run but some invisible thing was blocking Him she was laying in a kennel there must of been about 17 kennels all lined u full of dogs. He turned around and he was in a box shaped thing with metal bars linking the front. If he looked really carefully he could even see some horses, he thought maybe cookie was out there he just knew he had to get out for Cali's and cookies sake. This lady walked by she was warring ugly greenish clothes from top to bottom. "Hey there little guy" said the lady "hey Vic is this the little one y'all found on angles loop" "sure is isn't he's a cute little fella, he's gonna need a bath, flee treatment, and we need to make a paper with all his information I expect you'll get right on that, he also needs a name, after that go feed the dogs and give water to the horses" said Vic "ok" she said "come little guy" she was reaching for me I didn't know what to do so I bit her, I was so scared, the last time I did that the house was empty by morning, and the people accidentally forgot us at the house. She said "oh come on I wouldn't hurt a fly, your fine, at the rate your going you'll be up for adoption by Saturday" (it was Thursday) she grabbed me I was screaming but no one was listening, all the other cats were sleeping and didn't mind that I might be dying, she had a big bowl of water full and just like that she put me in it, it was terrible after that she gave me this horrible medicine, and dried me off then put me back in my box thing, i just don't understand what she meant by adoption?... To be continued

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