The little girl and her family didn’t take me home that day. I was put back in my glass cell. I was beginning to think I needed to change my tactics to impress people and get assigned to a safe house. Just as I was formulating a new non-peeing strategy two days later (I think it was two days the claw marks in the cement between feeding times said it was two days) the little girl and her dad came back!
Can you believe it! They came back for me! And they left the stepmom at home! They had been impressed with my ability to pee! I was so excited! But where was the stepmom? Why wasn’t she here? This was not boding well for me. I knew she was the one I must impress. I MUST win her over.
Anyway, they took me home with them and changed my name to Milo. I was going to be in my new safe house!
The first stop we made was to drop the little girl off at her dance practice. Then I was wisk away by the dad to an office to pick up the stepmom. (I promise I learned their names later)
This was it; this was my first chance to impress. I ran into the office and found the stepmom and jumped up on her wagging my tail, letting her see just how happy I was to see her. She was starting to melt, I could see it!
We finally reached my new safe house after what had to have been hours. I learned there were rules. I was to sleep upstairs and stay up there. The little girl was to be the one that fed me and took me out to “do my business”. She was to be my keeper and be solely responsible for my care.
Uh huh… We’ll see about that.
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