It had been weeks since the first few puppies were taken. My mother missed them and I was afraid. I didn't want to leave my family. Or the family that I was related to, since half of us carried different blood. The days began to shorten, telling us autumn was approaching. There was no more happy yelps of excitement in the yard or snuggling in the warmth of the kennel. Instead, there was fear and heartache. No one wanted to leave our mother. The puppies were afraid to never see their family again. You could never tell when it was your last minute. You could never tell who was next.
The days passed by. It was April. I was outside with my mother. Of the eleven pups, four remained. Life had improved for a while. The farmers had not taken any other puppies for almost a month. We began to play outside, under the watchful eyes of our mother. I had begun to think that no one was going to be taken. But I thought wrong. The engine of an old ute sounded close by. The farmer came out, and began to head towards us. My mother began to bark, but it was too late. I yelped for my mother. She pelted towards the gate. But the farmer was too quick. I was scooped up and taken away from my family. It was goodbye...
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Lassie
AdventureALL TRUE: Lassie is a young puppy who grew up on a farm. At a young age, she is moved to a acreage that she will soon call home. Given the name Lassie, she lives with a small family. This is the story of a dog who cared and was too young to die.
