Tales from the animal-shelter #3: MOUSE: almost a labrador

 Dear steemit community! We start to publish short stories from the life of our animals and birds. Our English is not perfect, but we still hope very much you and maybe your children will like them. If so, please upvote, resteem and follow us to know more about our shelter and to support our animals and birds. Sencerely yours, Olga and Alex. 

      - And this is exactly a labrador? - asked the fat lady. - Of course! You yourself look: ears, paws, tail! And that a white spot on the chest … but labradors are different. The puppy desperately tried to make the customers agreeable. For 5 hours she was sitting with two brothers and a sister in a tight box in the sun. She was very thirsty. And wants to sleep. But most of all she wanted to go home to her mother. She wanted to bury her muzzle in the mother's fur and smell the milk. Here it is - a real puppy's happiness! 

      The fat lady reluctantly counted out the amount named by the seller.  - OK, hold your Labrador! - she handed the puppy to the boy next to her. - It was good idea to go to the animal market! In these kennel clubs the price is five times higher. And so it is prestigious dog for a low price. 

      Next day the puppy and the boy went sent to the village, where they spent the rest of the Summer. During this time, the puppy turned into a charming dog teenager. Cheerful, strong, she liked to play and have fun. Only one circumstance violated this idyll - the dog did not even far resembled the labrador, but in the village nobody care about it. 

      With the return to the city problems arose. During the life in the village no one was engaged in raising a puppy, she did not know how to walk on a leash, and sometimes she could make a puddle at home. And the boy was already bored with a new toy, he rarely played with the dog, did not want to walk with her. The thunder struck when it became absolutely clear that the dog wasn't a labrador. The seller simply deceived greedy buyers, selling them an ordinary far half-breed. The boy's mother was furious. Greedy and ambitious, she was still ready to tolerate a prestigious dog in the house, but not this mongrel!    

      Further events happened rapidly. Even without trying to find a new owner for the puppy, the woman simply took her to another district of the city and dropped him out of the car.    

      The puppy did not understand anything. Probably, this is some kind of new game? - she thought. At first she just sat and waited in the hope that soon there would be a familiar noise of the owners' car engine. It was getting dark. Puppy wanted to eat and drink, but she was afraid to leave the place (in case if the owners would return and not find her). Except of this she simply did not know where to go. The night fell on the city. The puppy curled up and sighed sorrowfully. 

      Tomorrow the owners did not come. And the day after tomorrow. And never. 

      Not far from the place where the fat lady dropped the baby dog from the car, stood the rusty casing of the old bus. It became her protection from the rain in the wind. It was autumn. Residents of a neighboring house fed a puppy, but no one even thought of taking her. The nights became colder, the hope of finding home was getting less and less.    

    Once there came a big blue car. The dog did not pay attention to it. But then the car came again. Then - again.   

      This conversation took place already for the tenth time. And every time he was the same. And ended always with the same: We can not. We simply can not. We hardly provide conditions for those animals that we already have! 

     It was in October. Soon there was to be my birthday. And I started this conversation again, but in a different way.  

- Promise me that you will give me for my birthday what I ask. 

- Of course. What do you want? 

- That puppy. 

   And then the big blue car came again. The puppy slept in his rusty bus when I came and asked: Will you go home with me? Do you agree to become my dog?  

 Tales from the animal-shelter #1: GEKA: adventures begin 

 Tales from the animal-shelter #2: CASTANETTA: victim of gunshot wound