Shameful :

I love my human, but for the longest while now, he has been feeling sad. I can sense it. We used to spend our time inside a house. Me, my human mommy, and this guy who just patted my head and said he would be back later, right before he slammed the car door. I used to sleep in the bed with him and human mommy. It was much better than this. It was always warm and toasty. I always had a big bowl of food and water. Nowadays, my water comes from this plastic bottle Rob leaves in the car for me. It's not usually cold like the water at the house would be. Rob pours water from the plastic bottle into a small bowl. The same with my food. We carry it around with us all the time for some reason. A lot of times it spills out of the bag and rolls all over the floor of our car. Daddy Rob gets mad and starts talking loudly whenever this happens. I remember when we stayed in that house. Daddy Rob and even Mommy would take me outside, and they would throw my favorite ball back and forth. That was so much fun. The grass always felt great on my paws when I used to run in the yard where the house was. Now, I only get to walk on this hard asphalt. It burns my paws. I hate it! We've been staying in this car every day and every night for some time now. I can barely stand it! I keep asking Daddy Rob why we can't just go to the house where it's warm and the ground is soft. But, for some reason, I don't think he understands what I'm saying. This place is creepy. Different people keep coming up and staring at me through the car window. They will tap on the window and make funny faces at me. They look silly. I miss Rob at night time. It's scary out here when it gets dark. Rob and I have been together for so long. He saved me from a noisy place where all these mean dogs were everywhere, barking and crying. I was so happy when Rob and Mommy made me part of their family. The people I used to stay with were very mean. I hardly ate. The kids were bad. They would kick me for no reason. I don't know why. All I tried to do was make them love me. But Daddy Rob always takes good care of me. I miss our yard so much. Daddy Rob tries to play with me, but when he throws the round thing through the air, I pick it up for a couple of seconds and then drop it back to the ground. I used to run it back to him. This ground is hard and very hot. I usually just climb back into this cramped car and hope it's one of the days when I get to eat. I remember the last time I saw Mommy. She and Rob were screaming at each other. Daddy Rob put me on my leash and picked a trash bag that he had packed his clothes. We rode to a couple of different houses. I think they were Rob's friends. And that he was probably trying to let us stay with them for a while. But every time, Daddy Rob's friends would move their heads back and forth. They would shake hands and Daddy Rob always came back to the car with a frowny face. I hate it when Daddy's sad! I've even seen Daddy cry before. He would rub his head back and forth against mine and cry. He would tell me how much he loved me and that I was all he had left in this cruel world. I love my daddy Rob and Daddy Rob loves me right back and just as much. One day, a few guys stopped Daddy Rob before he got in the car with me. They threw him down and started kicking him like those kids used to do to me. I know how bad that hurts, so I jumped out of the car window and bit one of the guys hard on his leg, then I turned and got one's arm. He yelled in a high-pitched voice. Then they ran away. Daddy told me I was a good boy and that I had his back. He then went on to say that he had my back too. And that he would do anything for me. Sometimes we ride to the store where all the cars get gas where all kinds of strange people walk in and out of the building. Daddy Rob will hold his hand out to people and they usually shake their heads like his friends did. He usually comes back to the car the same way, wearing a frowny face. Even though it seems that we are having a tough time these days, Daddy Rob still tries to play with me as much as possible. There isn't much room in this car to jump around in, so it's not that much fun. One day we had a lot of fun. Daddy Rob found us some grass to play in. I ran back and forth, playing with Daddy Rob, bringing him sticks to throw. It was so much fun. It reminded me of being back at the house. We even had fun when we went to the car when it got dark. He made me a big bowl of food. I ate and Daddy stayed in the car way late that night and talked, and talked, and cried, and laughed, and talked some more. I remember thinking how I wished every day could be like that. I was so tired. I think Daddy Rob was too. He kissed me. And hugged me for a very long time then he shut the door and trudged back into the dark brick building. Usually, I hear a clicking sound before he shuts the door. That night, I didn't hear it. I could not wait until he came back out in the daytime. Hopefully, we can go back to the grass and play some more. I love Daddy Rob. We are very close. He is the best human in the world. After some time, I fell asleep. I woke up, and it was daytime again. I could not wait to see Daddy. My tail started wagging every time I saw the door open. But he never came out. Daddy was running a little late that day, coming to see me. I hope he's alright. I sat patiently waiting for him to come. All of a sudden, another car pulls in beside me. It was full of younger people. They were all laughing. For some reason, smoke was coming out of their windows. The driver of the car kept staring at me. He opens his door and walks over to our car. He reaches for the door handle. I was not worried because strange people would do it all of the time. The door would never open for them. So I knew I was safe. Wait a minute! I thought. The door clicked and then opened for the boy. He took me by my collar and led me down onto the hot ground and then up into his car where all his friends were. They were all petting me and saying how pretty I was and that I looked tough. It stunk badly in that car. We drove away. I started crying. They were forgetting to wait for Daddy Rob! Oh no! Daddy's not coming with us? What is happening? At least these kids were not kicking me and seemed nice but I wanted my Daddy Rob! The kids drove me to a different house. That guy walked me inside, and then his daddy started hollering. He made this other guy get me by my collar and take me to his car. It was so weird! All these people were taking me in different cars. It was such a long drive. I was so worried because I didn't think Daddy Rob would ever be able to find me. Finally, the man's car stopped. He walked me into a cage and locked it. I had never been locked in a cage before. It was so cold! Even colder than I would be at night inside Daddy Rob's car. And just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, all kinds of water began falling from above. There was no cover. I got very wet and even colder than before. I couldn't sleep that whole night on account of the rain. It was terrible! By the time it got daytime again, the rain had finally stopped. I had just gotten comfortable and was almost asleep. Then this tall, dark man jerked me up. He took me out of the cage and into his car. The next thing I know, I'm inside a place where other dogs that look like me are there with their owners, all screaming, waving paper in the air. The dogs are fighting! I barked and howled as loud as I could! Hoping Daddy Rob could hear me! I saw one guy looking at me while talking to his buddy. I heard the words: "Bait dog." I wonder what that is...