My tail wagged, watching my owners scurry around upstairs. They seemed nervous, nervous for what? I wasn't too sure on the situation myself. One of the humans approached me and placed me in a box with the other five kin of mine. The box was lifted up into the air, and me and the other puppies slid back and forth in the box. It seemed as if it was forever, but the box was finally placed upon the ground. Hearing the sharp sounds of a hammer hitting a nail filled the streets. A sign was pinned upon the wall, as the box I was situated in was placed upon the ledge under it. My owners then.. Left? Why would they leave. My small body was comforted by my kin, although my mind remained unsure. The only people I grew to know for the past nine weeks just put me in a box with my brothers and sisters and ran off. How strange. I remained quiet as I watched citizens surround the box, reaching down to pet all of us. Some even decided to give me a pat on the head. What an interesting day.