“In my first family I had three little humans to take care of, my job was to protect them, they were everything to me and I took my job very seriously, but things in the family weren’t working out. There was a lot of shouting for weeks and one day they packed everything into boxes except my bed and my toys. I knew something wasn’t right. I’ve never felt so sad in my life when they left me here and I watched them walking away… For weeks, I waited for them to come back. I’m here since June and I still feel very sad and without purpose. Protecting my family was always my number one priority. When my first foster family came around I got so excited. I wanted to make sure that they understood that I would protect their children from everyone who came close, but instead of complimenting me for doing such a great job they kept pulling me away and I eventually ended up back here. I don’t understand what I did wrong… I just know that I don’t want to be here.”
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