My name is Shadrach and I am a dog, a BIG dog, handsome, elegant and intelligent. No, I’m not vain at all, that’s what my mom always tells me, so I assume it’s true. I am now 4 1/2 years old and I live a great dog life! I get food of exceptional quality, my mom and dad believe in giving me organic food, with fresh vegetables and meat every day, so I can’t complain. They always buy me toys that I LOVE to terrorize, because that’s what dogs do. I have my own large bed in my own bedroom and I love that. I have a large yard and I like to bark and chase pigeons and cats that dare to enter my space.
The only thing I don’t like is having to take a bath UNLESS with the garden hose in the yard, that’s so much fun! The best thing is that I get a LOT and a LOT of love with my mom’s hugs and kisses every day. My favorite games are tug of war and chase. I am the champion of tug of war at home. Chase is a lot of fun because I’m so fast and my people can rarely catch me!
The best part of my day is going to the park where I can meet my dog friends and friends.
However, the life of this great dog was not always mine. My mom and dad have no idea who my dog mom was or how I got to be with bad people. My mom’s cousin (whatever she is) rescued me from bad people. He found out that I was left alone in a dark garage to die. Bad people no longer wanted to feed me or take care of me, not that they ever gave me a lot of food to begin with.
Mostly I was left alone in the yard, garage, or even in a dark bathroom at times. My mom’s cousin knows them and that’s how my mom and dad know all this. The bad guy hit and kicked me a lot and I don’t even know why. I guess that’s why I still don’t like many men. However, I LOVE my dad and other men I know from the park who live with my friends. My mom’s cousin took me home and fed me, but I had to live with her other dogs. They didn’t like me very much and beat me every chance they got, which used to be every day! I was so skinny and small that I couldn’t defend myself and it was too cold to be outside all the time. Thank God my new mom and dad came looking for me the week before Christmas four years ago.
They spoiled me immediately. They gave me good food several times a day. My mom wouldn’t let me eat a lot at once because my stomach was too small to handle a lot of food at one time. I wanted to do it though! I kept my tail tucked between my legs while I ate for a long time because I was always afraid. However, after a while, I knew that I could eat and that I would be safe. I got my own little bed in a kennel where I could stay and feel safe at night, in the house!
Now, life is so good. Now I am big and strong and strong. Men are more afraid of me now, since I am so big and tough looking. My coat is shiny and clean and not dull and dirty like before. My mom even gives me a special supplement that I suspect is really a treat. She puts it in a bowl and I drink to the last drop because it is so good. My mom and dad really love me and now I am happy. My only wish is that when people have a dog, they will take care of them and love them. Otherwise, they better not take us home with them. We depend on our people to love us and take care of us and not hurt us. We want to live with our people forever, not just until they get bored with us. So please take us home only if we can always stay with you.
Thank you, that’s my story and I’m sticking with it.