Day 21: Guest Writer -- What A Good Boy

I am Freddie. I am a good boy. I live at home. I live with my person. Today is person’s birthday. He doesn’t want to write. I will write. I will help person. He gave me home.

I love home. I have had different homes. Many homes were bad. They scared me. They hurt me. I was very sick. I was sad. I thought I would be scared forever.

I found home last summer. I was scared. All was different. I didn’t know person. He pet me. He held me. He opened a door. Door scared me. I pulled away. I pulled off my collar. I ran away.

I ran everywhere. I ran over neighborhood. People tried helping. I was scared. I would run. I saw last person, Annemarie. She had my treats. She gave me some. She was nice. She took me home. New home. I was scared.

I didn’t eat. I didn’t drink. I was too scared. Person gave me small foods. Person put water on fingers. I would lick, then got thirsty again. Person let me sit. I had my blanket. I had my friend Pillow. Person had treats.

I learned home. It was safe. I felt better. I had safe bed. I could sleep. We did walks. I love walks. We did lots. I made friends. Wags and Molly and Stella and Diego. I felt better at home. I felt better with person. He gave pets and scratches. I had toys. Bear and Fox and Chicken and Bird and Hamburger and Raccoon. And my best friend Pillow. I love Pillow. Sometimes Pillow is in bed.

I met other persons. Persons were nice, but I was scared. I knew sometimes persons are bad. I don’t like bad persons. They scare and hurt. My person won’t. His persons don’t either. Sometimes they give me toys. And treats. I love treats. I love bones. And apples too.

Now we wake early. We walk. I eat breakfast and bone. I drink water. I play with toys. I lie in morning sun. Then I go in bed. I sleep and dream. With Pillow and Bear and Fox. Sometimes Bird. Sometimes Hamburger.

Person leaves, then comes home. Always comes home. I’m so happy. I run and dance. We walk. So many sniffs outside. I eat supper and drink water. I rest in blankets and pillows. They are soft. I like soft things. I like being soft so I get pets and scratches.

It gets dark. Time to sleep. I run to bed. Jump to my corner. Curl up in sweatshirts. Sometimes I bring Pillow. Or Bear. Or Fox. Not bone. Person doesn’t like to step on bone in dark. I like person. I don’t bring bone.

I sleep. Sometimes snore. Warm and safe. Dream of my tomorrows.

I like home. Home is mine.

All dogs should have home. Clicking on person’s Facebook birthday Fundraiser for Good Karma  Animal Rescue will help other good dogs find homes they will like, and will make me a very happy good boy.