People see me in the streets and don't bat an eye. They see me in exhausted by the weight of the chains but do nothing. They praise Jared for how good of a dog I am. Praise him for keeping me so well trained.
What a good dog.A pure breed of the highest caliber. Such a pretty dog with beautiful eyes and soft fur.
Jared loves me , they buy me toys and takes me for walks. He loves me. I have a bed by the fire a bowl full of food. I am loved.
Than Jared returns be back outside without a word. The collar isn't that bad. I wear it because I'm to loud I try to speak up. But that's wrong. Im a bad dog. I deserve this collar. I deserve to be shocked. It's my fault I am to loud. It makes Jared mad when I am to loud. I don't want Jared to be mad. My purpose is to make him happy. I am such a bad dog.
I was stupid for digging. Jared loves me. He doesn't want me to leave. I understand. I was stupid for digging. I like the chains. It shows how much Jared cares about me. He wants to keep me safe.
I love Jared. He's a good person. And I am a good dog. I want to make Jared happy.
