I tell you my life has sure changed since January (the last 2 months). Before these new owners scooped me up, I had the run of 12 acres. I spent most of my time outside and only came in at night to sleep on the garage floor. I saw the lady owner once a day when she gave me my dry brown stuff she called kibble.
Talk about trauma!! These 2 people showed up and petted me and handed my owner lady some green flat stuff (my owner pays for stuff i want with it, so it must be worth something, but if you ask me its not it doesnt smell good so its not to eat). Then they stuffed me in this grey big thing they call a truck. This truck was very scary, you aren't gonna believe this!! It moves on its own!!!
Once I got to this new place, they call home, they stuffed me in this box and wet stuff came down on me, they put this other stuff on me that doesn't smell like food but smells okay. But the new owner lady said I smelt better.
They gave me lots of pets and hugs and praise. They even took me to this big box that is filled with dog chewing things (they call it the pet store). I get bones to chew on, balls to pop, and these hard chewy things that my new owner lady calls treats.
Now, I hate to be outside. I've decided this thing they call the bed is much better to be on, though they don't like me on it much when I've been outside and its wet. The bad thing is they make me stay outside when they do this thing they call farming. (Bears owner here --Bear hates to be outside now more than a half hour, thinks he's being tortured) Though if I'm out a while, the owner lady gives me this clear stuff she calls ICE which I love to crunch on.
But I've figured out that if I'm good outside , they give me this white stuff they call ice cream, MAN THAT STUFF IS AMAZING!!! Or they take me out for a TRUCK RIDE which is pretty cool now too, since I get this thing they call BURGERS!!!
So all in all, I think I got it pretty good compared to my old life!
Bear your friendly Newfoundland puppy!