Tonight I prayed and last night I asked god to either take me or give me strength. I told him how I thought my life would have a bit of rough roads and a couple bumpy roads and the rest smooth roads. But no I don't feel comfort yet I'm crying my eyes of my stuck in a slaughter house locked up in a cage on the cold bloody floor. I wonder if my mama is watching me and cheering me on! I wonder if I made the mistake of not being there to get hit instead of her. What path would I be on right now if I didn't pick this path! Dear God please help me.
I'm no longer that happy joyful playful pup I'm now a crying bloody tired drooling hungery thirsty pup! I'm stuck in a slaughter house sourrouned by crying dead suffering animals! I'm scared God! Take me or give me strength.
The night feels longer now I'm out of breath for no odd reason. But I now feel a blanket of love around me I feel strength and I feel comforted! Good night.