It seems safe to talk....

I have had a dificult time over the past few months. In early December, I was playing fetch at the park (and doing very well) until one bad move left me with many shattered teeth. But I didn't mind. They are just teeth after all, and I'm pretty tough. Well, the people took me to visit The Butcher. After the first visit I thought things would be okay. I was being tricked into taking a variety of poisons, but as I mentioned, I am tough. I was able to keep my wits about me despite this slow poisoning. But then one morning I was dropped off at The Butcher's. I was drugged with very powerful poison that caused me to fall unconscious. I then was beaten, and had the remainder of five of my teeth sawed out of my jaw. This was followed by being sent to a dog boot camp over the Christmas holidays, more poison, and more visits to that horrible man.
Honestly. These people should get jobs and leave me alone to self heal.
The humilation and torture have been unbearable, but things seem to be returning to normal now. I have even heard the female saying that she has returned to her job and she is expecting a paycheck. Maybe now she will be too busy to arrange elaborate tortures.
I sure hope things are beter in 2007!












