，howtheysmelled，andIwantedtomotherthem，，andIspentmostofmytimebanishedtoanotherroom，，howIwantedtolovethem，butIbecamea“prisoneroflove”。Astheybegantogrow，Ibecametheirfriend.
Theyclungtomyfurandpulledthemselvesuponwobblylegs，pokedfingersinmyeyes，investigatedmyears，—becauseyourtouchwasnowsoinfrequent—，andtogetherwewaitedforthesoundofyourcarinthedriveway.
Therehadbeenatime，whenothersaskedyouifyouhadadog，，youjustanswered“yes”“yourdog”to“justadog”，，youhaveanewcareeropportunityinanothercity，’vemadetherightdecisionforyour“family”，buttherewasatimewhenIwasyouronlyfamily.
，offear，“Iknowyouwillfindagoodhomeforher”。-ageddog，evenonewith“papers”。Youhadtopryyourson’sfingersloosefrommycollar，ashescreamed，“No，’tletthemtakemydog！”AndIworriedforhim，andwhatlessonsyouhadjusttaughthimaboutfriendshipandloyalty，aboutloveandresponsibility，andaboutrespectforalllife.
Yougavemeagood-byepatonthehead，avoidedmyeyes，，，，“Howcouldyou”
，ofcourse，，wheneveranyonepassedmypen，Irushedtothefront，hopingitwasyou—thatyouhadchangedyourmind—thatthiswasallabaddream…orIhopeditwouldatleastbesomeonewhocared，，oblivioustotheirownfate，Iretreatedtoafarcornerandwaited.
Iheardherfootstepsasshecameformeattheendoftheday，，，，，andIknowthat，，Ilaydownsleepily，lookedintoherkindeyesandmurmured，“Howcouldyou”
Perhapsbecausesheunderstoodmydogspeak，shesaid“I’msosorry.”Shehuggedme，andhurriedlyexplaineditwasherjobtomakesureIwenttoabetterplace，whereIwouldn’tbeignoredorabusedorabandoned，orhavetofendformyself—aplaceofloveandlightsoverydifferentfromthisearthlyplace.
Andwithmylastbitofenergy，Itriedtoconveytoherwithathumpofmytailthatmy“Howcouldyou”，MyBelovedMaster，.
