Oh wow. Why is it so cold out here? Wait. I HAVE EYES? Hey. I’m Bob. I a golden retriever and i’m just born. But my family is really poor so i’m going to die soon, since they can’t really afford me a hot habitat to live in. I don’t really know much about life so let’s figure all of it out!
Wow! Is that some nice food over there? Wait, why can’t i reach it? Ughh… i really need new legs. Can someone please get that bread over there? No not the bird… Anyways we’ll find something else to eat then. Actually food isn’t even a problem at this point. Where is my mom? She was here when she bore me yesterday, and now I’m just all alone with my siblings. Hold on, i had 7 siblings, where are the other 3? Probably some rich dudes stole them from us. How couldn’t i resist this wickedness? What a shame Bob…
A week had already past and i sort of figured out how to use my precious legs. I just needed some milk to get them to work and that was all! Although i was in the middle of nowhere, precise-dressed rich people would still walk by. That’s how i lost my brothers and sisters actually. They think their house is “TOO” big and that they somehow need a living to fill that space up. Are one of those rich people approaching right now? What’s going on? Wow! They’re a good-looking couple though, not gonna lie. The woman said, “Isn’t this yellowish white one kind of cute?” EXCUSE ME? YELLOWISH WHITE? I SUPPOSE YOU MEANT GOLDEN RETRIEVER! How will i get over this, i don’t have a single clue. It’s just really depressing to get called such an ugly name. Maybe i was actually that disgusting colour, maybe i looked so vulnerable that “golden” was the last thing to call me…
And i guess that’s how they became my only family. But i’ll never forget Ms. Burgins calling me yellowish white. It was just unacceptable if you know what i mean.