Reincarnated as a Mutt

Chapter 1

   I am Carlos. Just Carlos, no last name because I was found on a doorstep of an orphanage with no identity. Not even a letter. I was named Carlos by one of the nuns.

   I had a bit of everything in me, French, Mexican, English, Native American, and etc. blood in me. It seems hard to believe, I know it really does. I had a really. . .unique appearance. As to how I know, I'm just very mixed.

   The orphanage closed down, and I was sent to a foster home. The people were. . .bad, so I ran away. My education was limited, incompetent in most jobs so no surprise when I couldn't hold a job for less than a week or just flat out fail an interview.

   Life just. . .sucked. Really sucks.

   I lived on the streets a bit, did a shady job for a drug cartel before being framed of being a 'rat' or 'mole', got hunted down so I fled to Canada. Mexico would've made more sense because my skin was darker, but that was very far and I'm not made of money. I mean, if I was would I even be in this situation?

   Anyway, I tried to get work, same results as before, wandered around the streets, relying on the goodness of others to get by. I eventually died of malnourishment. I'm have to break the fourth wall here and ask you guys to  NOT say any Canadian jokes or stereotypes, but I know you'll do it regardless so onto my story, I suppose. . .

   Anyway, just as I was a 'mutt' and wandered around for scraps in the previous life, I reincarnated with the same life. Well, almost same life as I'm now a dog, and a literal mutt. I'm still a puppy, so that helps in terms of charming.

   Oh yeah! You know those overrated 'isekai' or 'tensei' light novels? Well, shit it fucking exists! Even reincarnation in general! Damn, if one my orphan mates were here then I owe him 5 bucks. Well, whatever the equivalent of 5 bucks is here.

   I don't know much about this world or the current situation as I am a FUCKING DOG. Well, puppy but gives a hoot. Dogs can't read, especially in my case because the language here is so fucking gibberish to my ears! Or maybe it's because I'm a dog? I don't care much at this point.

   Magic, dragons, swords, yada yada, blah blah, important shit, etc. and FUCKING etc. Welp, I think I just covered the significant knowledge needed.

   Oh, my status, or <Status>, is right here. I mean, below. . .

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Name: Carlos
Title: --
Gender: Male
Age: 3 months
Race: Dog "Mutt"
Class: . . .Stray Dog?
Lv: 2
Hp: 14/19
Mp: 5/12
Str: 6
Int: 15
Phys.Res: 8
M.Res: 5
Spd: 17
Luck: 3

Skills: [Charm (PA)] Lv 2, [Adorable Yelp (AC)] Lv 1, [Chomp! (AC)] Lv 1, [Phys.Res Up (PA)] Lv 1, [Spd Up (PA)] Lv 1

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   I frowned adorably (Damn it!) at my <Status>. (PA) are passive skills. (AC) are active skills that are only usable through Mp. [Chomp] is much more stronger than my ordinary bite. . . Stupid, but whatever.

   [Phys.Res. Up] was gained after taking a beating from several brat kids around the city. Fuck those kids! [Spd Up] was gained through running around a lot, mostly away from those kids. Fuck 'em! They're also the reason why my Hp decreased.

   Anyway, I've been using my puppy powers (Fuck you) to get scraps from people. I would eat rats if they weren't so disgusting. Plus, ever heard of disease and parasites? Hmm, have you? The last thing I want is fleas.