Post by beckii on Mar 25, 2009 23:21:04 GMT -5
[/i]The PlotI LOVE YOU
Dogs have always been one of the most common pets in the Human world. You could understand dogs and you could tell when they were happy. A lot of them had a soft face and a gentle heart. Humans would love to say things or make faces or make funny noises at the four legged creatures to make them feel good. Dogs would sit there, wagging there tail, and always look like they were grinning because they were panting. Is that the only reason why humans loved their dogs? No. There were many more reasons behind the whole 'love' and 'bond' between your pets. They became your sister, brother, mother, father, friend, and even best friend. They became a part of you. They could fill in a spot of a loved one that either left you or died. They filled in that empty part in your heart. They make your heart melt and become soft when really you are a cold hearted person. Dogs do many wonders, wonders that you don't think of on a daily basis.
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Dear Pound,There's this dog that is always roaming around my house. He seems very aggressive. Please stop by to get him, he's a danger to society. Thanks!Sharon
Dear Sharon,We'll stop by your house today. The dog will be with us for two days. After the two days and no one claims or adopts him, we'll put him to sleep. Thanks for writing.The PoundWhat was the real reason why this dog was aggressive? Was it just because he hated humans? Or was there a whole different reason for his hatred? Well, here's a quick summary of what happened to this dog after he was taken to the pound.My name is Romeo, and yes, I was the dog that was taken to the pound. They treated me badly, and I would rather be in hell than that place. A day came when one of the idiotic guards came to take me out. They knew I was aggressive, but they made it into a joke ... a dare. So the guy took me outside, and as soon as he did that, I bit his arm and he let go of the leash. Once I was released, I took off running and never looked back. You see, the pound isn't a place for dogs. They don't feed you, and only give you a little bit of water. They beat you until you are unable to move. And then, those two days fly by and you die. What way to get a "second chance"? Well, I'm still living ... luckily. And I'm one of The Forgotten. Join me and the other Forgotten canines!
----------------------------------------------------You're unloved,
Unwanted,
You are never remembered,
Forgotten,
You roam free,
Alone,
For you will never find a home.
Welcome to the lands of
The Forgotten.
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