A Dogs Life

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    I sat in the metal kennal at the humanee soceity, as I lapped up some water as  people came by, noone ever second glanced me. I am a beagel puppy, im very energenic, butt i dont bark much, why dosnt anyone want me? I watched a elderly coupel stop and pat me threw the kennel wall, the girl had curly grey hair and was wearing a red shirt and blue jeans, the man had a blue shirt, and grey shorts. I licked her hand, it tasted of bacon and eggs, proably her breakfist. I watched her talk but i dont uderstand human talk I mean, who  dose? A young boy cam running maybe 7 or 8? He said somthing to the man and wmen. They nodded and smiled, as he bent down and cooed soft words to em as i licked his hnd wbhile he patted me, then they got up and left. I felt depair, why ddidnt they keep me? Was i not good enough, I missed them, it hadnt even been 5 mins, bt I did all I could. I howled, I howled in sorrow, i crrraved the attiontion. I whimpearred and layyed down falling asleep in saddness

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