I was sound asleep, in a peaceful dream, running around with my friends in between trees, and tackling one another to the ground, splashing on the shores, and sleeping in the sun. All of a sudden it was darkness. I was violently shaking. I opened my eyes to see these hands grabbing at me. Gripping me up by my neck. Wrapping tighter around to hold me still from breaking free. Forcefully dragging me across this room. Three large men wait for me. I am so nervous, I hold still in fear, hoping that I will not be hit, or thrown. They place me on a table and check my body. I do not understand what they are saying, but I can see them staring at me, and shaking their fingers. I hope I did not do anything wrong. Then they take me by my neck again, and bring me into this other room. It has a lot of people in it. Shouting, shaking hands, having drinks. The room is hard to breath in. Smoke is all around the atmosphere. As they pull me closer to the center of the room, I get more and more nervous. There is a wall in the middle that everyone is staring at. The noise is so loud.
Then they lift me up, and hold me still against the wall. I look across the way, and I see on of my friend. He is being held against the wall too, thrashing though. I think he was scared too. But he keeps staring at me, like I did something wrong. Then the hands hold my mouth shut. I feel a very hot stinging pain on the topside of my head. I go numb. Whatever it was, it hurts bad. I can feel my head bleeding. Then they put a mask over my mouth. I cannot scream for help. I noticed another one of my friends has been placed against the wall as well. He too stares at me like i did something wrong. Both of my friends look at me like I am the reason they are being held back in this room of walls. Then all of a sudden, everything goes silent. I cannot hear anything anymore. My ears are clogged with blood, and the hands that hold my neck, now let go. I am free, and my friends are as well. I see them start charging me, screaming and yelling at me. I try to back away. I try to yell, but my mouth is shut by this mask. They begin to jump on me. They pummel me with their heads, and their arms. Their nails are long and sharp and start to cut my sides. They go for my neck and make more scars. Then they start to bite me. Over and over again they brutally beat me. I try to escape. I climb the wall to get away, only to be thrown back in. My friends drag me back to the middle of the walls and beat me some more. I cannot see out of my one eye. It is filled with blood and swollen shut. Maybe that is what stopped it, but a few minutes later I was pulled out of the walls by my neck again. This made my friends so mad, that they began to attack each other. Maybe blaming the other for my removal. As I was dragged away, we passed right by my room, and went up these stairs to the outside area under the night sky. I could not move though. My energy was gone.
I came to a hard fall in the back of this moving vehicle that they brought me here in a few days earlier. I wanted to get up and see where we were going, but I was to tired and in too much pain to move. I fell asleep. No dreams this time, just passed out. I do not know how long I was out, but when was woken up, it was again by these people gripping me up by my neck. What did I do to bring this treatment on me. They dropped me on the ground, tore the mask off my face, and when I did not move right away, they kicked me repeatedly. In the ribs, in the face, in my legs. I mustered up whatever energy I had left and walked away into the darkness. I found some space behind a tree and fell asleep their. The night began to get real cold after that point. I had no more strength to find a warmer place. So I passed out. I stayed under that tree for a few days, barely being able to move. I could not get up to eat anything, or to even drink from the puddle on the ground a few feet away. I started to get real sad, real confused. What did I do to make these people so mad at me. Will they ever come back.
A few days later my dream startled me, when I awoke, there were two people I had never seen before. They were holding me still. Touching my head where I had been bleeding. Touching my mouth where I had that mask. Touching my neck and ribs, nicely though, not in anger. It kind of hurt, but I was not scared. I felt a peace in these people I had not had before. They both picked me up, and carried me to a vehicle a few feet away, placed me inside. It was nice in there. I watched outside as they sky and the trees past. It must have been a while of that cause I fell asleep again. When the vehicle stopped, I woke up. I saw one of the people sitting next to me. They must have been there the whole time. They had tears in their eyes. They picked me up again, and carried me inside a building. I will say by this point I was nervous. They placed me on a table, and put a mask over my face, but this mask let me breath. It was clean air. They started to scrub my cuts, and my neck, and my head. After a while I could hear them. I did not understand yet, but it was nice to be able to hear them. They gave me as much food as I could eat, and enough water to keep me happy. They smiled at me when they talked. I started to feel safe.
We took one more ride after they cleaned me up and wrapped up my scars. This time I could sit up a lot better, and I got to see the outside. I could feel the air go by us. I could hear the animals outside, and smell the fresh air. It was nice, and the people that were taking care of me kept looking back at me and smiling. Then they would look at each other and smile. They took me to a new place. A quiet place, with trees and, and a river, and enough food and water so I would not go hungry again. They opened a door and I saw all new friends come barreling out with smiles on their faces, like they knew me. They all charged me, but instead of beating me up, they wanted to play. So I ran, and they ran with me. I fell, they all tackled me. We were all having a good time. When we all got tired, we went over to the field where the people were sitting and lay down to watch the sun go down. It was then that I got to hear the first thing I understood in a while. One of the people looked at me in my eyes, put his hand on my head, rubbed it and said,
" How do you like your new home pup? You like it a lot don't ya? Yeah your a Good dog!"
I put my head on his lap, and knew I safe, I knew I was home.
