Home spent the rest of the day in his corner licking the damp carpet, his bread was gone because he wolfed it down instead of eating it normally.
He whimpered but the more he whimpered, his throat got dry.
A few days pasted and Home hasn't eaten anything but the slice of bread he ate a few days ago.
Even though Home was just the a dog, he had been a dog long enough to know that he needed freedom, because his life was on the line.
Home stood up and walked across the room, Stanley saw him and pointed his finger at Home and starting screaming.
Home did the only thing he was made from the puppy mill to do. He bit the man's finger and Stanley screamed in pain.
Home then ran across the room as fast as he could go, but it wasn't very fast because he was very weak.
Stanley caught up with him, picked him up by the scruff and dropped him back in his corner.
Home growled and showed his sharp teeth were now yellow because of his abuse.
Stanley seemed to growl as well and walked out of the room, Home was about to make another run for it but then realized how tired he was and collapsed on the damp carpet.
Home whimpered and lazily licked the carpet from where he was laying down, he could feel his rib cage against the rough carpet.
A few minutes later Stanley came back in with a choker collar and an electric collar.
Stanley roughly put the choker collar around Home's neck angrily.
Home whimpered as Stanley then put the electric collar around his neck as well.
Then Stanley walked away with the electric collar remote.
Home whimpered as the choker collar made it hard for him to breathe and dug into the skin in his neck.
And so, the nightmare continues.
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General FictionA young beagle mix named Home was born in a puppy mill and abused by a man for half his life. That is, until he ran away and lived on the streets. Home makes a pack of his own and lives the normal life of a stray. Until something happens. All the...
