I sit at the back, sad. Today was open day. They came, looked at us, and the luckiest ones found good homes. I've been here forever but I haven't had such luck. They like me at first but then, they say No.
The last visitors are leaving. Then, I see her. I fall in love immediately. I will our eyes to meet. She turns, see me and runs back.
I whimper, limp miserably to her, eyes downcast, my bad leg trailing behind. She won't want me now. But she reaches out to me, saying:
'You're coming home with me, Beautiful'.
Ricky Moore about 10 years ago
A corner of my dark black heart brightened up after this one!
Frenchie about 10 years ago
I am glad you like it. I am glad you are back too, I have missed your disturbing dark stuff :)