Inspired by another pound pet story someone made.. Im sorry I forgot the user and its deep in the pets so.. I still give them credit..
I was walking through a green room.. And then above me white fun looking letters that read "Pound" were imprinted in the green walls above the doors. i walked in.. Being greeted by the sound of all animals noises... mostly barks and meows. I looked at them all.. and I thought to myself "These poor pets...." But I could only help and save one... Then.. One caught my eyes.. It had orange eyes. and it was a wolf! Its fur was gray and purple. I was about to adopt it until the one next to it stared at me. I smiled. It was so cute.. it had blue and black fur.. and blue eyes... I realized the one next to me wanted the orange eyed pet I was first looking at.. So I gave that pet to her... And then... I walked over to the leader of the pound.. Then they walked happily over to the cage and opened the bars.. The pup was scared. So it hesitated to come out.. Until the leader finally managed to grab its paw and drag it out. The pup wanted to go back but the leader had already closed the door back so it didn't have to go through that again. I picked up the medium sized dog.. It was covered in bruises and wounds.. "It was abused by its previous owner.." The leader of the pound said. I gasped and hugged the dog tightly "So please take good care of it.." The leader said once more "Don't worry I will.." I replied in a heartbroken but serious tone. The dog whimpered in the most cute but Heart-Melting way. The leader guided the scared dog into a cage. I carried the cage back home. And put a collar on it.. But it didn't seem to like the collar.. As if.. It was choking him. Then I gave him a bigger size soon realizing He should wear a harness.. I giggled.. This dog was unique! I kissed its nose.... I could tell from its shocked reaction to having no idea to what i just did his abusive owner obviously never showed any effection.. Not even a change of heart?! I Put a harness on the pup and he seemed to like it more.. It took him a while to adjust to his food.. He loved to go on walks and bark and roll about when he was happy! It was so cute!
4 years later
I was lying in my bed.. Waiting for my dog to finish his meal. I took him to the vet earlier on and he healed from his bruises and cuts. By then he had a name. Kayls. I loved it.. Kayls entered the room and jumped onto the bed.. his bones were no longer weak and he could jump.. By then he also had won a few agility competitons. He was healthy he won some races.. I loved this dog!
I petted him.. and then he licked my cheek.. And I dozed off.. And so did kayls....