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There's this beautiful yellow labrador down the street.
I've been looking at him since I first saw him tied up there last summer. Always just laying down, being a very good little puppy. I started walking by him nearly every day. He grew to recognize me, looking at me with sad eyes. He was on a leash, and he always looked so sad. No one was ever with him. No one played with him. He just sat there. He'd look at me and wag when I went by. I'd wave, resisting the urge to run across the lawn and pet him like he so deserved.
Then one day he was gone. I worried, hoping maybe he'd gone to a home where he was loved and played with. But then I saw him in a teeny tiny kennel in the back yard. I wanted to take him out, because the backyard was fenced in anyway. He was so big now, but he still had the saddest, loneliest look on his face.
He's still in his teeny tiny kennel. I look at him from the street. I wish I could play with him or walk him, because he looks so lonely, so sad. He deserves better.
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sorry, I think about him every day.
I've been looking at him since I first saw him tied up there last summer. Always just laying down, being a very good little puppy. I started walking by him nearly every day. He grew to recognize me, looking at me with sad eyes. He was on a leash, and he always looked so sad. No one was ever with him. No one played with him. He just sat there. He'd look at me and wag when I went by. I'd wave, resisting the urge to run across the lawn and pet him like he so deserved.
Then one day he was gone. I worried, hoping maybe he'd gone to a home where he was loved and played with. But then I saw him in a teeny tiny kennel in the back yard. I wanted to take him out, because the backyard was fenced in anyway. He was so big now, but he still had the saddest, loneliest look on his face.
He's still in his teeny tiny kennel. I look at him from the street. I wish I could play with him or walk him, because he looks so lonely, so sad. He deserves better.
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sorry, I think about him every day.