Scruffy, the little gray and white dog, didn’t know why he was in this cage. All this noise, barking, meowing, even neighing at times. Where was his soft little bed and his nice lady? This place didn’t smell like home. People kept coming by his cage. He kept getting up to see if it was his lady but it wasn’t. Most were little children that were very loud and scared him. Scruffy became very sad and just lay on the towel in his cage. After a few days a lady came to his kennel and spoke with him.
“You look very sad little dog”
Scruffy raised his ears because the voice was very soft and reminded him of his lady. He crept to the front of his cage and smelled the hand extended. He wagged his tail a little. The nice lady kept speaking softly
“I think you need a friend”.
Scruff’s ears drooped when she walked away. He slunk back to his towel and put his head down trying to shut out the noises and the smells. Suddenly, there was a clink as someone opened his cage. It was the man who cleaned the cage and fed him, but it wasn’t feeding time.
“Come on boy, time to go” The man looped a rope over his head and began to walk away. Scruffy pulled a little on the lead but went with the man. There were many people in the hall and a big dog coming his way. He went behind the man to hide. The man picked him up and said kindly “it’s all right. You’re getting a new home.” He opened a door to a smaller room and there was the lady sitting on the floor. The man put him down. “He’s a little scared”
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The lady reached out her hand and spoke softly “Scruffy, it’s alright, I won’t hurt you” Scruffy crept slowly towards the outstretched hand and sniffed. It smelled so nice. She didn’t try to grab him or pull at him so he came closer. The lady began to pet him softly and slowly. It felt so good. Scruffy came closer it felt so good. He liked the lady. He sat down right next to her. The man in the corner said “He was a surrender, his older owner went to the hospital and there was no one to care for him.” Scruffy closed his eyes and enjoyed the soft petting.
“I think he would be a great addition to our family, may I take him home?”
“Your paper work is in order let me sign a few things and he is yours.” “I have collar and a leash to put on him.”
“Fine I’ll be back.”
The lady took out a collar, it was an old, worn, brown one. “We need to put this on you so you can come home.” The soft touch felt so good Scruffy didn’t mind the collar or the leash. The man came back and handed her a few papers. He’s all yours.” He bent over and patted Scruffy on the head “Good boy, your are lucky” Then he left the room. The lady opened the door and pulled gently on the lead. “Scruffy, time to go now.” Scruffy sat down, he wanted to go with the nice lady but he was very scared to go in the hall with the noise. The lady offered him a treat in her hand. This is good thought Scruffy and he nibbled away. The lady was out in the hall and offered him more. He walked right out in the hall to get another treat. Before he realized they were passed the front doors and outside. Scruffy looked all over and put his nose in the air. “Wow, new smells” he thought. He walked nicely next to the lady. She stopped at a big silver car and opened the door. Scruffy just looked, he wasn’t sure he wanted to get in. Last time he wound up in the cage after a ride. “Another treat was put on the seat for him and he tried to jump up but it was too high for his short legs. The lady picked him up. “Here you go” he was up on the seat and wolfed down the snack. The lady hooked him up to a harness so he couldn’t move. She petted him gently, It’s ok you need a seatbelt like everyone who rides in the car.” The seat was soft and he was high enough to look out the window. The lady shut the door and opened the front one. She put on her seatbelt. “Time to go. First, we stop and get you a brand new collar and leash.” As the car went Scruffy could see trees and people go by very quickly.
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“Here we are the pet store.” She opened the door and unhooked Scruffy. There were new smells and a dog! Scruffy started to bark and pull on the leash. “Scruffy, manners please. The lady pulled lightly on his lead and he sat down quietly. “Good boy. Some one did teach you manners” They walked into the store. Scruff’s nose was going very fast. What smells, dogs, food, other things! Scruff’s tail began to wag very fast. The lady had him sit next to a row of collars. She held out a red collar and a blue collar. “Well which one will look better with your coat, Scruffy?” Scruffy nosed both collars but tried to take the red one out of her hand. “O.K., it’s red then.” She put the blue one back and picked up a red leash. “Let’s go pay for this, then we can go home.” They walked to the front of the store and stood in line. The lady behind the counter peered over the counter and said “would you like a treat?” The lady smiled and said “Of course he would.” As Scruffy ate his treat his lady said “this is Scruffy, he just came from Animal Control. “Oh, a new doggie. This calls for another treat.” She leaned over the counter as Scruffy put his paws up to reach the treat. He gently took the treat from her hands then sat down. “Good boy, Scruffy” They got back in the car and buckled up. “Scruffy it’s time to go home.” The car started to drive.