The Life of a Stray

I have a home??!!!!

Her parents went inside the house and called for Paris to come inside. I heard all of which she said and I had a feeling she was talking about me.

The next day as usual Paris came and gave me food and water. She pet me as usual and left. I followed her again to see if she would talk about me again. Her parents were waiting outside the house.

"What are you doing feeding and touching a stray dog?" the mom yelled.

"This is what I was trying to tell you about," Paris said.

"Ok, whatever, just get in the house and wash your hands, we will talk about this later," the mom said.

"Yes, get inside now or you won't get you dessert or snack," the dad said.

"Please, just let me explain..." Paris said interrupted.

"You don't need to. You know what happened when your mom and I had a dog, he ran away and never came back. I never even got to see him for the last time." said the dad.

"I will never let you keep a dog let alone a stray one," said the mom.

"Your snack and dessert is already gone, don't make me take away tomorrow's dessert too." the mom said.

"Get inside now." the dad said.

"You are different and I am different, I can take care of him better," Paris said shyly.

Her parents started whispering and exchanged looks with each other.

"Sorry, but strays are still dogs and dogs are still living animals." said Paris.

"Fine you can keep the stray," said her parents sighing.

"What!!!!!" said Paris.

"YES!!!!!!!" Paris exclaimed.

She came running at me, almost scaring me. Then started to hug me. I knew what she was so excited and happy about. I heard everything that they were saying.

"But promise we will get him to the vet and get him clean and healthy first," the parents said.

"Of course," said Paris.

That is how my life became happy again. I am having so much fun and having the best life I could ask for.