These people brought me home the day after I was surrendered to the shelter. The shelter was uncertain whether or not I would survive (clearly they don't know me) and what type of foster (I do not know what that is but it sounds bad) I should go to, but this girl was adamant that she take me home. I will say they made me a nice little set-up in a crate with some stuffies to curl up with. I think I shall name the brown one Rupert.
Also there seem to be these big furry things that made horrendous noises. I could sense one sniffing my crate. I feel it may have been trying to eat me. I shall have to check this out more once my eyes open.
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