So this is my new home,…..This looks great,….What a huge yard they have.
I guess those other guys are adopted too,…that`s what they said I was.
Let`s see,.. there`s the three girls,…Perl,Blondie,Rockie,and that mean looking guy they call Bullet,…..Don`t think he likes me that much,…I`ll try to make friends with him,…
Me and the two younger girls,.. Perl,and Blondie are great friends,….Rockie`s great too, but shes old,..and really don`t like to play very much,…But,…she`s nice to me.
Bullet on the other hand,. he`s just mean as everything to me,…Mom,and Dad get onto him,…But that only last for a short while.
I have to keep a eye on him all the time.
Then one day,….He just went crazy,….tore me up all over,…It was all I could do to walk.
Mom saw what he had done,…she was so mad at him. She told Dad that was it,….She was taking him off.
Don`t know where he went to,…but the next day he was gone,…I kind of missed him,…But I didn`t miss his meaness,…
The old girl Rockie,.. she`s very old,and getting weaker by the day,…Her eyesight is not very good,…and getting a little worse.
Perl,Blondie and I are full of life,…We have so much fun,…
On Rockie`s good day`s,.. she enjoys being out in the field with us.
One day when Rockie`s very weak,….I see her wander off in the woods,…I start to follow,…and she tells me to go back. That was the last time I or anyone else saw her. Mom, & Dad looked for her for several days.,..No luck in finding her though.
About a year later Blondie gets very sick,…They take her off in the car,…When they return Blondie`s not with them. I guess she`s gone too,…No one ever tells me anything around here.
So now it`s just me and Perl,..sure do miss everyone,..even old mean Bullet.
When you live the life of a dog,..things sure can change in a hurry,…Just three years ago there was seven in our family,counting Mom, & Dad,…now there`s just me,and Perl,…she misses everyone too,….
We both enjoy a large family.
We hope they adopt some more kids(dogs) real soon.
A dogs life is not very long,…just a few short years,. then your gone.
So please be nice to us,…we appreciate it,..
My Dad John wrote this for me.