Saturday June 19, 2010

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I hear Mom’s bedroom door open; Bogey is sniffing at Libby’s door.

Mom whispers to Bogey to come and go outside.

They go outside.

Libby gets get and opens the bedroom door.

She takes me outside too.

Bogey barks all while I’m outside.

I go back in the house and try to eat, but Bogey is nipping and jumping all over me. He’s mounting me!

Mom and Libby yell at him but he won’t listen.

I gobble up all I can then run to Libby’s room.

Libby shuts the door so Bogey won’t jump on me for now.

I hear them talking.

Mom said the Humane Society is full and they won’t take.

She called the Riverview Pit Bull and Dog Rescue and they won’t take me either.

Labby said the Dogma lady is fostering 13 dogs, so she can’t take me either. But, Dogma lady will get me spayed for free.

Libby is going to take me to see her today.

Mom hopes someone will see me on her web site and adopt me.

I want to stay with Libby.
She makes me feel safe.

I don’t like Bogey; he’s too active. I don’t want to play with him.

Libby puts the crate and me in her car.

We’re going to a Dogma the event.

It’s hot outside in this crate.
There are several dogs in crates.
People are walking by.
No one wants us.
They only want little puppies, not pit bull mixes.
I hear them talking about how sad it is that we’re neglected and abused.
The Dogma lady said the dog next to be was used as a breed dog.
She looks tired; they put a tee shirt on her to cover up her huge teats and scars.
They think that makes her look more adoptable, but it doesn’t work.
No one wants us.

Libby puts me back in her car.
I’m hot, but happy that she’s taking me home.
The heat got to me; all I want to do is sleep.

June 18, 2010

Libby’s room is so safe, I like it in here.

She takes me outside. I smell new smells. I smell Bogey.
I’m hungry.
Libby feeds me, I drink lots of water.
What’s going to happen to me today?
Mom and Bogey are up too.
I jump on Mom’s bed, wag my tail, I lick her.
Maybe if I show her I like it here, she’ll let me stay.
I behave better than Bogey.
I’m quiet, I “go” outside, I’m not a bad dog.
They said they’re going some place called work.
Libby puts Bogey in a crate.
Mom puts me in another crate.
Bogey is crying, not me I’m quiet.
She says she’ll be back and tells me it’s OK.
She leaves something called the radio on.
They leave for the place called work.
I’m tired. I go to sleep.
Bogey whimpered all day.

Mom’s home.

She takes Bogey outside then me.

It’s starting to rain, I’m scared, I pull to go back inside.

I hear a big clad of thunder and try run back into Libby’s room.

Bogey follows me, he’s scared too.

Mom is afraid I’m going to snap at him.

I don’t because I’m a good dog.

The bedroom door is shut, but Mom lets us inside.

Libby is coming now; I hear her car in the garage, I run to the door.

I am very glad to see her; she pets me. She hugs me and shoos Bogey away.

She tells us it’s OK because we’re both nervous about the storm.

She goes in her bedroom and both me and Bogey follow.

Mom comes in too.

She and Libby are talking about a place called Dogma.

Mom hopes they will take me.

Bogey is nipping at me and I just try to hide in the corner of the room.

I follow Libby into the kitchen.

I gobble down the food and drink up all the water in both bowls.

I go back to Libby’s room, she puts me on the bed.

I spend another quite night in the bedroom with Libby.

I sleep all night.

June 17,2010

It’s morning; I’m scared.

That puppy is not a puppy, he’s just a little dog, And he will not leave me alone. I try to get away from him but he too fast.
The girl and the other lady are yelling at him.
Or are they yelling at me? I’m not sure.
I’m too scared to do anything but pace, pant, and try to get back in the girl’s room.
The lady puts a lease around my neck and pulls me outside.
The boy dog is barking.
I don’t want to go outside but I know I have to go.
I relieve myself, the lady calls me a good girl!
The girl is petting me, she gives me a bowl of food. I am so hungry.
I eat that boy dog’s food and water too.
He doesn’t care; he just wants to play, jump on me, and bark.
The girl takes the leash and pulls me back into her car.
I sit quietly in the back seat.
I’m scared.
She’s taking me someplace; I hear dogs barking!
People are looking at me and touching me.
They’re calling this place shelter but they don’t want me.
They can only take in one pit bull and they already have one.
I don’t know why they called me a pit bull? I’m a good dog!
They put a collar one me and the girl puts me back in her car.
She’s crying and talking nice to me again; I sit quietly in the back seat.
Where are we going now?
The girl says we going to a place called the vet.
They’re going to help me there.
The vet calls the girl Libby; he calls me Pretty Girl.
But, he can’t keep me. He tells Libby I can stay there just for today.
He pets me, touches me all over, lifts up my tail, and pinches me.
Ouch! But, I keep very still, he’s talking nice to me too.
Why can’t he keep me here with all the other dogs.
A nice lady gives me a bath and clips my nails; she talks nice too.
The man puts me outside in a big cage. I don’t like being outside.
There’s puppies in the next cage.
I like puppies; I climb the fence so I can be with the puppies.
A lady brings me back inside. I am so tired now.
I nap and wonder why all this is happening to me.
They come to get me; the lady from last night puts me in her car.
I remember her smell; she gave me food.
I’m back at Libby’s house; Libby’s not here.
I want to go into Libby’s room, but the lady takes me and the boy dog outside.
He is so happy to see me; I’m trying to relieve myself and he is climbing all over me.
He is scaring me. The lady is yelling, “Bogey NO!”
I pull to get back inside.
The lady knows I’m scared.
She talks nice to me.
She gives me water and food.
I eat from the bowl she gave me and I eat the boy dog’s food again.
She lets me.
I think the boy dog is Bogey. The lady talks nice to me and yells, “Bogey, NO!” at the boy dog.
I wish he’d leave me alone.
The lady lets me go back into Libby room and shuts the door.
I hear Libby coming home.
She comes to see me; I wag my tail. I just want to stay in her room.
She puts a new collar on me. It feels funny.
I hear the lady telling Libby, I can’t stay here.
Why won’t she keep me? She lets Bogey stay here.
I’m scared.
We all go to bed. Me with Libby, Bogey with the lady, called Mom.

June 16, 2010

I’m scared and alone.

It’s thundering; I’m running blindly in and out of traffic in the pouring rain.

I’m panicking; trying desperately to find a place to hide.

A car stops, a girl gets out, but I run to hide in some bushes.

She talking nice to me but I’m too scared to come out.

Thunder claps, she grabs and hugs me.

She puts me in her car.

I’m scared, I cower in her back seat; she talks nice to me.

She takes me to a house; another lady comes and talks to me.

I won’t get out of the car; I’m too scared.

They cover me with a towel, put me on the garage floor, and rub me dry.

Another dog come out to sniff me, I think it’s a puppy.

I walk into the house and hide in the girl’s bedroom. All I want to do is hide.

I smell new smells, I hear new sounds; and the puppy is barking at me.

I am trying to find out where I am, I look around to see if I’m safe.

I still hear the thunder and I can’t stop shaking with fear.

I’m scared; the girls gives me water and food. I gobble it down.

I gobble down the food in the puppy’s bowl too.

Why won’t that puppy stop barking at me.

I pace around the room; oh good, the girls opened her bedroom door, I can go in there and hide. I feel safe in there. She shuts the door.

I’m so tired, but I can’t relax yet. I jump every time I hear a noise. My eyes are so heavy with sleep, I finally just give in and sleep. She lets me sleep in there all night long.