Monday, July 2, 2012

Sunrise At The Shelter

This fictitious story is told through the eyes and mind of a shelter dog. The picture is an actual unaltered photo taken by me at a shelter in 2009. 

The sun is coming up and it's another day at the shelter! I like it when it gets to be daylight because it is more fun around here. Humans come and go more. My name is Dog 1836. My dad used to call me Ace, but when he left me off here, I guess they thought I needed a new name. Up until yesterday, I had a friend in this kennel with me and his name was Dog 1832. That's when a man with a really nice voice came to the shelter, walking all around looking at every one of us. He came back to the kennel Dog 1832 and I were in and told the young woman that always carries the keys around here "that's the one (pointing at my friend). He's perfect. I'd like to take Sunny home with me today." I guess he didn't see the sign that had my friends name on it. The man with the nice voice handed a dog collar and a leash to the young woman that always carries the keys and said "I'll meet you inside and fill out the paper work". Then he walked away and the young woman that always carries keys opened the kennel and put the new collar on my friend named Dog 1832. My friend and the woman then walked out of the kennel and she turned and lock the door. Shortly after that, Dog 1832 and the man with the nice voice came walking out, got in the car and drove away. So, it's just me in this kennel today but the sun just came up and people will start to come and go and everything will be more interesting. Maybe even some man with a nice voice will come and point at me saying "he's perfect". It is even okay if he wants to change my name.