'I heard noises in my sleep, so I opened my eyes and saw giant beings speaking loudly.'
They called me Tadeo, but I refused to listen because I needed more sleep. They carried me as if I were their baby just as I was about to fall asleep. They said I was a cute dog, so I acted like one. They bought me toys, and I get to play with them every day. As I became more acquainted with my own name, I responded every time I heard it.
As I was growing up, they were telling me to do things I didn’t understand. They have this delicious treat, but I can’t have it. They showed it, let me sniff it, and then hid it in a small machine. I got annoyed and yelled at them. I keep yelling and yelling, but no treats are given. Maybe they want me to do something. They said "sit," but I'm not sure how that works. I tried to follow what they said and taught me. I finally got my treat after a few tries! This game has me completely enthralled.
I was also taught where to pee and poop. They get mad every time I attempt to pee on the floor mats. But it gets tempting sometimes, like it is calling me. They always keep an eye on me, and sometimes I want to run off elsewhere to avoid limitations. They have this huge garden where I always ran, sniffed around, and played in the dirt.
When I returned inside our household, I was covered with dirt and I was happy to show it off but they wanted me to take a bath so I ran as fast as I could to avoid it. They were trying to catch me and it was fun until I was cornered by three people. I didn't want to get washed so I cried as they carried me. I whined at them as they put me in the shower. The water was so cold but felt great but the art I made was washed away which saddens me. So, I planned my next course of action to do my art once more.
As they were done cleaning me, I ran off to the garden once again. I was teasing them by playing in the mud since it was raining outside. I stumbled upon the mud, rolled on it and gave them a big smile and they laughed at me as I was running around with my tongue out. Well, my hooman wasn’t very happy about what I did nonetheless, I will get scolded later so might as well enjoy my moment.
My hooman stepped out and walked towards my position where I sat still and wagged my tail stating that I am happy but my hooman isn’t really impressed. He gave a scary gaze so I switched to my puppy eye mode. My hooman gave a long sigh and carried me towards the bathroom, again. I hate baths but not that I hate them but it is annoying sometimes and my art disappears. My hooman gave me a long bath. I have to behave because my hooman is really not amused by my art.
After a long bath, my hooman decided to put me in a cage to avoid me having dirt again. My hooman said, "You little cute dog, always likes dirty stuff. You should refrain from doing that every time or else you won’t get treats. Now sleep and goodnight, Tadeo." Of course I wanted the sweet, delighted treat that they have so I tried to understand their point.
As I managed to obey them, they sometimes brought me to parks which had mesmerizing scenery and lots of other dogs to play with as well. I got to meet other dogs that became my pals and playmates. My hooman makes sure that I always enjoy my life and it makes them happy when I am satisfied with my weird situations except with playing dirt and peeing and pooping on the floor mats. My hooman can be very sensitive but I love them as much as they love me and also I get proper care and I have shelter and I have delicious foods every day. It is something that I am really thankful for.
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