The Secret Life of Troy

Writers note

I haven't been on Wattpad for a year now! Amazing right? Anyways, I have been wondering if i should continue writing. I have only been writing for you viewers (and maybe some self interest), have you guys lost interest. Please comment so I have a general idea of what to do. Thanks!

If you guys have been wondering how I got inspired to write this story, there is a whole other story behind it. I got inspired by my relatives dog and my own, Troy and Cream Puff! the character from my book is based off of my uncle's dog. His name is Troy (hence the characters name) and was a Rottweiler pup.

However, the characters story is based off of my dog, Cream Puff. As a pup, he was stolen from somewhere unknown, and I found him on the streets. My mom and I wanted to take him in and adopt him so we did. He was a month old (approx) when we found him. he was a very energetic puppy and ran around all the time. He was healthy!

The tragic turns of events in my book is inspired by my pup as well. When he was around two months old, I was playing with him outside on my lawn. He was running in between my legs (almost like he was doing figure eights!), I couldn't see him so well because my hair was in my face and he was a palm-wide. I stepped on his paw. He yelped so loud that my mom could hear it from inside the house. She rushed outside. He continued yelping uncontrollably. I bawled, couldn't handle the fact that I did what I did. I still cant ever forgive myself.

We rushed him to the vet and the doctor told us horrible news. He had a broken arm. let me stress the fact that he was two months at the time. I felt even worse. I cried when ever I saw him for around a month. He had to wear a cast for two months

You would think that no more bad luck would come across him but that is sadly wrong. Three months later I left him with my help (I don't like calling them maids, I feel like it is injustice) and I went to do some work upstairs. They left the door open. Puff wandered out. I was still upstairs doing some work until I heard a shout. I went out on the balcony only to see my neighbor looking up at me holding my dog. I was furious. I put the help in their place (shouted at them) and took him up to my room. A few days later I left him alone with the help giving them one more chance, yet I look outside bored of working, I find him outside on the road.

So if your wondering why most chapters are dedicated to him, now you know!