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.
šaunuolė Jūs. labai kilmingai su šuneliu pasielgėt. bravo bravo. koks performansas. visas Kaunas ir Vilnius ant ausų stovėjo. bravo.
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ReplyDeleteSo sad when people leave this world too early. Too early and too young. So strange this blog still exists when the author is gone forever. May you rest in peace, dear soul...
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