I would like to adopt this dog! I would like to re-name it (yes/no). It's new name will be Red heart (if applicable). It is a (male/female). It is always loud, annoying, and must get it's way. It lies for it's benefit, not others, and has very few, if any friends. A story from this dog's point of view is...
I sit here.In the cold balcony of death,as it seems,a rubbish dump.Millons of thick black plastic bin bags lay there, un disturbed.Only the tufts of the bin bag wave frantically in mild febuary weather. I still roam now and then and scanvenge for food. Its nearly impossible to get the bin bags open. My diet , is whaever i can find, human or not, its still edible.
I have knawed on a large lamb bone,dispite it having scraches of meat on it, pratically ate all the small scabs clean off with my nearly white tounge,my taste buds dissapearing. My violent red pelt swayed side to side. Thats all i ate.Thats probably the best thing i have eaten in days. I live in a cold ,lonly corner of the junk yard. People take no notice of me, its like...Im invisble.
Its now midninght, the moon shines brightly,reflectiong on my patterned red velvety fur awkwardly.The stars sparkling in my beady eyes as i hoped for someone to hear my cries that i do every night and day.
