6 months later
I am still in the shelter, but all my cuts and scratches are healed. And the bare spots in my fur are all gone. But I am still looking for my forever home.
The next day
A little girl came today. She wanted to adopt me. I hope her mom liked me. They walked away and I was sad. But a few minutes later they came back with a man that worked at the shelter. He had a leash, so the little girl got to play with me and tell her mom if she wanted me. And she did! I finally get my fur-ever home! The little girl was so excited, the man at the shelter decided to do a home check today! And it was approved! I get to go home!
4 years later
My girl, Emma, named me Lucky, because of what happened to me in the past. I have toys, a bed, and a backyard to play in! And me and Emma couldn't be seperated!
