My new owner is petting me like crazy now, and I think she really truly loves me. Someone actually appreciates me. Soon I doze off, dreaming about what my new life will be like, now that I have a master. Then all of a sudden my eyes are wide open, and I'm in what I think is the lady's home. It's pretty nice; a warm carpet, a dog bed waiting for me, a big green tree, a cage-wait. A cage. Why is there a cage. I start to get real nervous--I thought I got the cozy kind of home! She puts me in the cold, metal cage with a little kibble and water and then she's gone. Ohhh geez. Soon I notice that I am under a tree, that the woman went off to bed, and everything is decorated in red and white. And there's a ribbon above me. It takes a moment for me to process everything that's going on, and then I unfortunately realize: there's a ribbon above me. I'm a present.
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A Little White Dog
HumorShiloh, I'm Shiloh. You're going to read my story. A story of a dog with many journeys. Prepare for a cuteness overload. Just sayin'.
