Overheard: "Nah, I'd rather put her in a kennel."
If I hadn't been in quarantine for a month last year, I wouldn't have known what a kennel is. Oh that dreadful, dreadful place. Worse than a prison and lonely as hell. The exercise yard was impossibly small I could sniff out the whole area in, what, 10 secs? It's inconceivable they could even consider to undertake the exploration of the possibilty of putting me there. And I thought they cared about me. I guess it is only the illusion of being loved.
If I hadn't been in quarantine for a month last year, I wouldn't have known what a kennel is. Oh that dreadful, dreadful place. Worse than a prison and lonely as hell. The exercise yard was impossibly small I could sniff out the whole area in, what, 10 secs? It's inconceivable they could even consider to undertake the exploration of the possibilty of putting me there. And I thought they cared about me. I guess it is only the illusion of being loved.
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