The Chronicles of a Dog - a new friend, a new "home"

Continuing "If I could be a man, I would be more grateful." Link - https://steemit.com/life/@kalinka/if-i-could-be-a-man-i-would-be-more-grateful-2017729t175157864z

Yesterday, while I was looking for food, I saw something like a rope fall from a tree. It became interesting to me and decided to play with him. I have seen people entertain their dogs with such "toys".

For the first time in a few days, I jumped and rejoiced. Unexpectedly, this rope was entangled in me and I could not get out of it. With all my throat I was crying for help, but people only looked at me and passed me. I felt my air stop, I took less oxygen. The stronger I was pulling, the more I suffocated.

In the distance, I saw one of my breeds coming with three legs. One was missing. It made me sick and dark. I relaxed, I had no more strength. I opened my eyes in a few seconds. I saw him, with his few remaining teeth, he started to roam the rope. He saw that he was very healthy and would not succeed in this way. He bit it and pulled it as I did before it came.

Two men ran to us. I was glad they would help us. They approached and pulled out some sticks and sacks. They constantly replied, "They will break down the decoration of the city, the stupid pigeons."

Then I realized my new friend was like me. I was freed from the rope. I tried to thank them, but they did not seem to be as good as I thought. They were forced by the sticks they wore. They put us in the sacks, then in some big car. We went somewhere.

We are now in a small room. Wet, cold, unpleasant and from the corner of the street. Mice pass by us. The only good thing is, I'm with my new friend. I finally found someone like me. I promised him that I would never leave it. And so it will be. Still, I'm a dog, not a man.

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See you soon - Kalinka

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