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ＭＡＬＥ ↷ 4 ＹＲＳ ↷
ＧＥＲＭＡＮ ＳＨＥＰＨＥＲＤ ↷ ＬＯＮＥＲ
➶ "You're a bad dog, Sam!" Is what I heard for a majority of my life. I was disliked by my owner's children as soon as I started growing bigger. I wasn't that adorable puppy they saw in the shelter anymore. I was big. I wasn't cute. Not anymore. My human children scarcely reached my shoulder. They ignored me. I would rub against them, begging for affection, and they would push me away. They didn't love me, but I loved them. With all my heart. I still do. Not a day passes without my thinking about them.
My owners had no use for me. What good was I? I yanked on the leash, stole food, and covered the carpet with dirt. I do not blame them for their decision. I wish I could have seen the warning signs and stop my carefree ways.
They abandoned me. Not in a shelter. Not with another human. On the streets. I had no experience with the cruelty of nature. Storms battered me, fights scarred me, food shortage starved me. Every day broke me further. I was ready to shatter. But I kept going on. Eventually, I adapted to the harsh conditions of the street. Life was simple. Hard, but simple. Little did I know, it was about to get a lot harder.
That day changed my life. I remember watching in awe as the earth growled and split up. Deep cracks formed in the earth and swallowed buildings whole. Death was all around me. I heard screams of humans, wails of ambulances, and the tremendous noise of the environment seemingly destroying itself. Then all was quiet. No more human chatter, car engines, or even singing birds. I realized the conditions which I had been placed in were not fit for living. Leaping over cracks and weaving my way through rubble, I made my way into yet another foreign territory. The forest. I had a much better chance of living there. I am not a stray dog. I am a wild dog. Most of the time, the terrain is easy and you can almost always find an unsuspecting squirrel or two. If you're fast enough. I'm not exactly thriving at the moment, but I am happy. And that's all that matters.
If there's one thing I learned about life, it's that it goes on.
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