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I was born today.   One of 10.   My daddy
was very famous.  I have lots of half brothers and
sisters.  My mother is very  famous. Since she got famous, she has only had puppies. No more loving hands,  no more fun trips... just puppies.  She is
always sad when they leave her.


I left home today.   I didn’t  want to go, so I hid behind my mama and my three littermates that were left. I  didn’t like you.  But one day they said I would be famous.  I wonder; is famous  the same as fun and good times?  So you picked me up  and carried me away, even  though you were concerned about me hiding from
you.  I don’t think you liked  me.


My new home is  far away.   I am scared and afraid.  My heart says BE BRAVE.  My ancestors  were.  Did they  go to good homes like mine?  I’m hungry because I can’t eat  too much because it  will be bad for my bones.  I can’t bite or snap when
the children are mean to  me.   I just run and play and pretend I am in a
big green field with butterflies  and robins and frogs.  I can’t understand
why they kick me.  I am quiet, but the  man hits and says loud things.  The
lady doesn’t feed me good things like I had  with my mother.  She just
throws dry food on the ground, then goes away before I  can get too close
for touching and petting.  Sometimes my food smells bad but I  eat it
anyway.

Today I had 10 puppies. They are so wonderful and warm.  Am I 
famous now?  I wish I could play with them, but they are so tiny.  I am so young 
and playful that it is hard to lay here in this hole under the house
nursing my  puppies.  They are crying now.  I am so hungry.   I scratch and
worry my fur.  I  wish someone would throw me some food.  I am also very
thirsty.  I now have  eight.  Two got cold during the night and I couldn’t
make them warm again.  They  are gone.  We are all very weak.   Maybe if I
take them out on the porch, we can  get some food.

Today they took us away.   It was too much trouble to feed us and
someone came to take us away.  Someone grabbed my puppies, they were crying and  whimpering.  We were put  in a truck with boxes in it.  Are my babies famous now?   I hope so, because I miss them.  They are gone.
The place
smelled of urine,  fear and sickness.  Why was I here?  I was beautiful, like my
ancestors.   Now I am hungry, dirty, in pain and unwanted.  Maybe the worst is
unwanted.   No one came though I tried to be  good.


Today someone came.   They put a rope on my neck and led me to a room that was very clean and had a  shiny table.   They put me on the table.  Someone held me and hugged me.  I felt so good!!!  Then I felt tired and laid over the last one who cared.  I AM FAMOUS
NOW.  Today someone cared.  (Enough said)

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