Post by kanuc on Sept 17, 2008 6:14:24 GMT -5
Dear Readers,
I miss my first family terribly, I know they meant the best for me, but I still miss them. I miss the big man holding me tight, and the young girl petting me softly when she was sad. I miss the older boy helping me with my den. I miss the woman who's smile would brighten my day, the older girl who was so sweet, but so quiet. Everytime I think about them I feel a sting of pain in my heart, I miss them terribly, I already said that didn't I? Oh well, it's the truth. I don't think I was meant for the street life, although I must try to keep going. I am big and look like a good hunter, but I don't know how to hunt, I am sure that my wolf hunting instincts will kick in, since my mother always told me that she had those instincts because she was part husky part wolf, and my dad was strong as well, part husky part rottweiler. And all my siblings caught the mice that ran around our caged area. I don't mind people coming onto my territory, as long as they don't cause any harm, then I am fine with them. The dogs who were here today were nice, the little husky seemed to appear out of no where, I tower over her, she seems like a tiny insect that I stare at, except she is cuter and probably smarter too. I don't think that the dogs will cause any harm, they seem to nice. I have to start being more authority like though, or else no one will believe me when I tell them that I wan't them off my territory, but I won't have to tell them that if they are nice...I really hope no one tries to interfere with my pack. I just wish I could be back at home and smell the sweet scent of pine trees all day, feel the fresh wind blowing, taste the sweet forest air, and hear the family laughing or the chipmunks squeaking there daily chatter. I remeber a time when the girl attempted to talk to the squirrel, it had run away and she had laughed and gone back inside. I didn't care that I was outside all day, I knew I was to big for the house, but they thought I was alone and cold, with no one to hold or snuggle with. Although the entier time I was fine, but I will start a new life and try to get the Memories to stop stinging my heart.
I miss my first family terribly, I know they meant the best for me, but I still miss them. I miss the big man holding me tight, and the young girl petting me softly when she was sad. I miss the older boy helping me with my den. I miss the woman who's smile would brighten my day, the older girl who was so sweet, but so quiet. Everytime I think about them I feel a sting of pain in my heart, I miss them terribly, I already said that didn't I? Oh well, it's the truth. I don't think I was meant for the street life, although I must try to keep going. I am big and look like a good hunter, but I don't know how to hunt, I am sure that my wolf hunting instincts will kick in, since my mother always told me that she had those instincts because she was part husky part wolf, and my dad was strong as well, part husky part rottweiler. And all my siblings caught the mice that ran around our caged area. I don't mind people coming onto my territory, as long as they don't cause any harm, then I am fine with them. The dogs who were here today were nice, the little husky seemed to appear out of no where, I tower over her, she seems like a tiny insect that I stare at, except she is cuter and probably smarter too. I don't think that the dogs will cause any harm, they seem to nice. I have to start being more authority like though, or else no one will believe me when I tell them that I wan't them off my territory, but I won't have to tell them that if they are nice...I really hope no one tries to interfere with my pack. I just wish I could be back at home and smell the sweet scent of pine trees all day, feel the fresh wind blowing, taste the sweet forest air, and hear the family laughing or the chipmunks squeaking there daily chatter. I remeber a time when the girl attempted to talk to the squirrel, it had run away and she had laughed and gone back inside. I didn't care that I was outside all day, I knew I was to big for the house, but they thought I was alone and cold, with no one to hold or snuggle with. Although the entier time I was fine, but I will start a new life and try to get the Memories to stop stinging my heart.
