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Story of a Puppy.

Dear Owner:

; I think this, I can not write you a letter. I tell you that from the day you left me in the middle of the field, walk a lot, I knew it was futile to go home, before I was your shelter, food and spoon, so I have now is not the same clear, I have ceiling but no walls, because I usually sleep under a bench in the plaza near your home, sometimes you tend to go through the side talking to that weird little device, that it sounds like a melody that I like, but I wanted to hear again, to remember my old home. Nor do I lack doghouse as the bench in the square has two functions, the spoon and the shelter, food, human good, food was always missing, but the garbage cans are plentiful, also the people pulling things not finished eating.

love, why you abandoned me?, I was not a bad puppy, I behaved well, why this woman since he came home?, That you just sneezed when I was around, I did not like sneeze because one sneeze was reason to take me out to the garden. I remember the day it was raining a lot and let me out, that day she was left to sleep, I stayed outside in the rain all night, sentadito next to the door, made soup, I could not take refuge in the doghouse yard, because he had broken the little roof by the neighbor, who kept throwing balls. We also tell you that I am now a dog, I am only a puppy, and when I left in the field, when accelerated with the car and did not come back, that night go wrong, did not know whether to go or stay so I find you come to find me. Spend lots of time there, waiting for you to pass, every car that passed was a second of hope. But he never showed up, walk under the sun, rain and darkness, day after day, very hungry, I made friends with the lady to return home, that they always got up early, sweeping the sidewalk, she would feed me several days, but since that day I get the truck with the red cross, but did not return after several days I saw a couple of young people who had several pieces of furniture, but did not dare to approach in case. This is my story I love, but always remain unfinished, because I will never know because you left me.