Piper's Version

Hi, my name’s Piper. I don’t remember my first mommy very well. I remember we lived with lots of sand and water which was great cuz I got to play with my brothers and sisters in the water or the sand. But that was such a short time. After that things were not so nice. I don’t remember how but one day my family was there then they weren’t. It wasn’t fun anymore because when I tried to play with the humans I met they were all mean! I would nicely ask for some food to share and they all said NO. Some even tried to hurt me… some did hurt me. WHy? I didn’t get why.  I tried to forget it but I just couldn’t. The other dogs were mean and didn’t want to play in the sand or water! Then One day some nice people came and fed us and took us on a trip. I knew for SURE this was it, this was my new family! But it wasn’t,  they took us to a big building with hard floors and not a lot of space or food. I was sad. I just wanted to be happy again. Why don’t I deserve to be happy again?

Every once in a while humans would come and I would get excited. This was it, this had to be my new family and I tried to be happy but I just kept remembering those other humans. What if they tried to hurt me too? What if that hand reaching was to slap me? But then a family came and took me to their house. This HAD to be it, this was my family, I was going to be happy! They had a little human and I thought it was so cute but she pulled my tail and ears and I just got scared a lot and would hide. Why, why couldn't I forget those other humans. Why couldn’t I be happy? I guess I wasn’t very good cuz they took me back to the hard floor place. Why can’t I be happy again? That happened  more times than I could remember. I tried harder and harder but I was just never good enough. I gave up being happy. I promised I’d never be happy again. So I stayed in the middle of that hard ground where I could see if anyone came to hurt me. Some dogs I showed up with left with people in white coats and never came back. I didn't want to do that, I didn't want to be gone too. 

Then one day a girl came in and came right to me, like she was looking for me. I wanted to go closer. She seemed so nice and smelled like chicken nuggets. But I didn’t want to get hurt. I promised I’d never be happy. We went to her house and I found stuff to hide behind real good. But she never took me back, she just kept crawling on the floor, being so nice, and had chicken. After a long time I just couldn’t keep letting her be nice without being nice back. That's what THOSE people did to me. So i had some chicken with her and well that was August 2016. Now she’s my new mommy and I have sooooo many brothers and sisters! Some have scales and some even are small enough to run on a wheel!

 My mommy saved me. I would never tell her some of the mean things people did. It would make her so sad. But I kept my promise to myself. I'm not happy, for me happy always ended in me asking WHY? There’s no “y” in happie. I’m a Happie Dog now. I don’t have to ask Y!