My name is Good.
I am a dog. I could not find myself. I searched and searched everywhere, for
the True Master. A Master that will just love me the way I am. I‘m a rather
shaky person, you see.
My previous
Master did not love me.
I could feel it
in all over my body, this hate. It would stop me from breathing. I would shake
uncontrollably. Because I KNEW it was coming. He was never going to leave me
alone. NEVER.
NOTHING was going to change it.
So I had to leave
him. I am a free Dog.
Now that I am over the fence I can see the grass is so much greener.