It’s me, Auggie Doggie, wishing you a Happy New Year. It’s gonna a be a good one, I just know it. How do I know? Because things have changed for me. Big time. Last year, I got dumped off out in the country. I was all by myself. No more mom dog. No more brothers or sisters. I was hungry and thirsty. And then, a guy grabbed me, threw me in a cage in the back of a big, scary metal thing and took me to doggy jail. That’s right, I’m an ex con.
Next thing I knew, I was at a place called The Vet’s. They jabbed me with a needle and when I woke up, I was missing a vital part of my anatomy, if you get my drift. After a bath, I was taken to the adoption center where I tried to look as cute as possible. A man decided he liked me and took me home. But, sadly, it didn’t last. I got returned like an overdue library book. He said I was a bad dog, that I bit his son. But, he didn’t know what the son did to me! I was on my way back to doggy jail.
But then, a nice lady said I was a good dog, too good for doggy jail. She decided to keep me at her doggy day care place until I got adopted again. She emailed my picture (I looked really cute) to a couple who had recently lost their dog. Even though they were 1200 miles away from home, they promised to come see me when they returned.
In March, 2013, my life changed forever. My new mom and dad took me home. I was really afraid they might not like me but they do. Even though I have issues (I hate the scary metal thing that moves really fast) they too think I’m a good dog. I guess maybe I am.
So, if you see my brother or sister, or somebody who looks like me, would you please think about rescuing them? They might be hungry and thirsty like I was.
Happy New Year, everybody. 2014 is gonna be good. I just know it!
Auggie Doggie, signing off.