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Article contains sensitive themes and media content. Reader discretion is advised.

 

The life of a dog

 

I was born on the New Year eve, behind an old church. I was the youngest of my siblings. I did not know my dad was, but neither did I care. When I was a mere pup, all I cared was about trying to climb over my mom. This soon became a game, with each of my sibling getting on top, and then coming down due to a push by me, or the vigorous shaking by my mother.

 

 My family used to live in an old building, which was in such a bad condition that no one used to bother to come inside. And thus we were safe. My mother used to bring food for us each day, but we couldn’t wait for our independence.

 

One day, some human pups, playing a game, stumbled into the building and into our room. My mother had gone out to get some food, so we looked on helplessly as they debated on what to do with us. The biggest pup of them all, came forward, looked at me and gave me a kick in the chest. I experienced pain for the first time in my life, and more of it seemed to be on its way. My brothers and sisters sprang into action, but we were outmatched. The only thing we could do was to run away, leave our home forever. And that’s what we did. We ran for our lives. We tried to find my mother, trying to follow her scent but it didn’t work. We came across a big hard shiny thing with wheels on it and decided to sleep underneath it. We had been brutally separated from our mother, and we weren’t ready to realize our dreams of becoming independent. But in a dog’s life, no one cares about whether you are ready, you have to deal with problems as they come. We slept under that box and got a rude awakening the following morning when the box started vibrating. We panicked, scrambled to escape from underneath that box. We came out, to the surprise of another human pup, a female one. All my siblings ran away, but something kept me from moving. Something in the way she looked at me reminded me of my mother. She bent down, patted my head.  I gave her a lick, which seemed the most appropriate thing at that time. She picked me up in my arms and took me to a building. She shouted, calling someone and a human, presumably her mother, came out. She looked at me, then at the pup, again at me, her face becoming redder each time. She tried to snatch me from her arms and throw me away, but the human protected me with her own body. They conversed in their dialect, and I was finally allowed to enter the building, which I figured out by now, must be her home.

 

I started to live with her. I had to go through many hardships as everyone except my caretaker seemed to make my stay as miserable as possible. I tolerated it for a few weeks, but then I couldn’t stand it anymore.  I ran away when no one was looking, and I think I could have run away with them looking on as well. Coming out, I immediately searched for a shelter. I had to suffice with sleeping under another one of those metal thingies, but this time I got a peaceful sleep, after nearly 2 weeks. I woke up, and I felt very hungry. I looked for food, and it took me the entire morning to provide myself with a complete meal. I was roaming here and there when I met another dog. He was older than me, and I tried to be friendly with him. He stared at me with those cold hard eyes and started attacking me. I was caught by surprise, but this time I fought back. I was the underdog, literally, but still gave him a good fight. I lost, but I had learnt some useful skills.

 

And thus began my monotonous life. Finding food, sleeping, avoiding humans, getting beaten by them when they can’t be avoided and fighting with other dogs. I do not know where my siblings are, whether my mother is alive or dead, I am focused on one thing only- Survival.

 

Time went by, I became an adult dog, I started winning fights. I also got abused more by humans. The only kind human I had met was that girl; all others had been cruel to me. I got abused for no apparent reason, getting woken from sleep, being on the receiving side of stones and pebbles, and not to mention the kicks and tail pulling. I grew tired of this and began to avoid humans as much as possible.

 

Time went by. I grew old. My legs stopped working as well as they did before. I started losing the fight again. It took me a lot of time to recover from a fight. It became difficult to get food.

One day, I was out to find something to eat. I looked around, and then I spotted her, the only kind human I had ever met, the girl who adopted me. I became excited and wanted to greet her but for that, I had to cross the road. I started crossing it, when a car, coming at very high speed, hit me. I was flung off from the road and landed on the ground with a sickening crunch. I was bleeding heavily and could not stand up. I saw the girl coming towards. She saw my bleeding body and turned away with no attempt to help me. She went away, like she didn’t even recognize me. I looked for help. That’s when I saw the truck coming at me.

 

THE END

 

 

 

 

For a better idea on how stray dogs are treated, I highly recommend watching the video below. I will warn you: There are several scenes that many people will find disturbing. Viewer discretion is advised.

 

 

 

 

Edited by Blackdrakon30
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Edits:

A few grammar fixes

please note that a comma (,) does not come before an "and" if you are only stating two things. With that said, good job.

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Edits:

A few grammar fixes

please note that a comma (,) does not come before an "and" if you are only stating two things. With that said, good job.

Thanks!

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;--; the dog

 

the feels   :(

 

Sad story, but really well written. Writing from the dog's perspective was definitely a smart and unique choice to convey your message. 

Thanks!

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wait a min, why is this article for mature audiences only?

There's nothing that gory in it

The video contains plain animal abuse and violence. I found it disturbing to watch. Players should be aware of this before clicking the play button. 

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The video contains plain animal abuse and violence. I found it disturbing to watch. Players should be aware of this before clicking the play button. 

Ahh the video, I thought something was wrong with the story *phew*

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When will you write "Life of a street cat"?

 

 

That's not a prank, I am serious.

And yeah, nice article. +1

 

 

Not a lot of street cats around my area, so dunno wat to write

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Not a lot of street cats around my area, so dunno wat to write

Ill do it.. wait I am banned... anyways... Ill just pm you ideas to help you out :3  Cats FTW  And GG on the story..

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Ill do it.. wait I am banned... anyways... Ill just pm you ideas to help you out :3  Cats FTW  And GG on the story..

Thanks, but I would rather do it on my own.

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wait a min, why is this article for mature audiences only?

There's nothing that gory in it

Slightly illogical addition, I agree. There have been far more disturbing stories on here than this one.

 

But when they're about animals instead of humans, maybe some people have mental breakdowns.

 

 

Regardless, nicely written.

 

The video contains plain animal abuse and violence. I found it disturbing to watch. Players should be aware of this before clicking the play button. 

I wouldn't say it was disturbing. I'd say "Enlightening" was a better description.

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Slightly illogical addition, I agree. There have been far more disturbing stories on here than this one.

 

But when they're about animals instead of humans, maybe some people have mental breakdowns.

 

 

Regardless, nicely written.

 

I wouldn't say it was disturbing. I'd say "Enlightening" was a better description.

yup

 

 

And thanks

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