Jake here and now it is my time for me to tell my story. My story comes with nightmares and please be patient with mom and me as I tell it. She still cries when we talk about my first part of life. Some of you are going to bash and we are okay with that. I came from a breeder, and we dont bash that breeder in our home. Cause well I wouldnt be with my family if not for that breeder. All dogs need love and they cant be blamed from where they come from. Anyway I came from a breeder and I was bought as a gift for a special boy who has Autism. I really loved that boy, anyway his step dad a cop didnt really like me and the boy. He was verbally abusive to the boy, and well physically abusive to me. I have been kicked, punched, and burned. Moving on, the couple divorced and I was no longer wanted, so they threw me outside and didnt feed me. Their neighbors fed me and the kids played with me. Than one day a lady stopped and talked to the cop he said she could have me. Well she just took me down the road a little ways and left me outside. Across the road was another house and they had kids, and dogs. I went over to see them but got spooked and ran back. It was really dangerous there with dump trucks flying down the road. One night there was a bonfire across the road and I went to visit. The couple was really nice and the lady gave me a ride back home, well she came back I was waiting on her. This happened quite a lot till one night there was a horrible storm. I was scared I never been left outdoors before. I hid under the little girls trampoline and the guy let me come in that night. Well I never left after that. The lady across the road said they could have me. The family had intentions of being my foster family, and they found me a home but it didnt work out and they were told I had to come back if it didnt work. So I came back and just never left after that. I have emotional scars that took time to over come. I could scream and cry if someone raised their voice. I dont like men who wear combat style boots, and I use to just run and run if I got away. Now I dont do any of that anymore. Mom says Im safe here and no one will ever abuse me again. Like I said I have scars on my body people can see, but mom says I have more love that the world can use. Im just a teddy bear she says and Im all hers. First familys loss and moms treasure. I miss that little boy still and I hope like everything he is doing great now. But like mom said something things just need to be left alone, cause well she cant bail herself out of jail. That is some of my story, sorry for it being long, but that was my pass life and now Im leaving the great life.
Posted on: Fri, 28 Nov 2014 20:40:09 +0000
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