Count Your Blessings

Author: thomassumner

Date: January 1, 2012

by thomassumner
1-01-12
Blake found me in a thicket and brought me home in a knapsack.
You're a lucky dog!
I was only six-weeks old. I was suffering from mange and worms. I was starving to death. Now I sleep in a cozy kitchen on a soft night-night pad.
At least you have your own room.
I have to sleep in a cardboard box in a cold barn and chase rodents for my meals.
Don't feel too bad. I have to eat dry dog food.