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A book: Life as a German Shepard

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Chapter One

The shipowner did not understand. He, he wanted OUT. The German Shepard puppy clashed his head against the cage door. He was a regualr puppy. He had normal everything. But he had a spot on his back. His fur was soft and silky. He was cute. And he wanted OUT. He played cute and whined. He did tricks. He paced. But the human, it just looked at it and said "Aww, look at de puppy." and walked away. This human was annoying, too. He didn't care the German Shepard wanted to go out. He didn't care that Mr. Minguigi's Bean Biscuit's for dogs were bad. He didn't care that the bowl, the only thing in the cage, had Coke in it. And it was refilled about once a week. This human was just mean. One day, a small boy came into the store. He had ares t shirt and some baggy tan pants that were extremely wrinkled, that went down and touched the ground. The first customer to come in in days. The German Shepard longed to be taken home. The boy was coming closer. But the boy went to the cage under him, where the German Shepard could not see. It was very disappointing for the German Shepard. He was also mad. The boy looked at the cage door below him again. "I want to buy..."  The German Shepard slapped at the bowl. But the bowl then hit the cage door, and... No! The cage door didn't open. But then the coke got all over the young boy and his now maroon and red t-shirt, which made his arm go up... opening the cage door! The german shepard raced. He ran, something he had never done. He went out and around the shop, dodging the shipowner  and finally went too the door. He couldn't make it though. The door was shut, and too heavy. The shop owner grabbed him picked him up, despite the scratching and barks.  It was over. But... the boy finished what what coming out of his mouth. "HIM." He stuck out his arm and pointed at the German Shepard. The German Sheperd barked, and soon was being carried out by the young boy. He was a barker. He could string out some words... "My name's Leo Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah We're going to have so much fun together. Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah I'm going to call you Fluffykins Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah..." FLUFFYKINS? He hated that name. He leaped up from the thing's Coke giver's and ran away and hid behind a newspaper stand in front of Ralph's Pharmacy. Leo ran after him. But Fluffykins was too fast. He darted around and ran through the automatic door. Ralph's Pharmacy was a nice store. It had drugs and medicene and candy, and shampoo and lots of stuff. A great deal of hiding places. Fluffykins darted in and around the shelves. He went under one, and crawled. He covered his eyes. He thought he was safe. And he WAS safe. For about three seconds. Fluffykins was just lifted up and up. Two giant flabby arms givers had him, and they were lifting him. He barked over and over again. Then Leo walked in. "This your dog?" The fat thug asked as he held Fluffykins. "Yes. Thanks." Leo answered. "Now don't you lose him again." answered Ralph. "Alright?" He hand Fluffykins to Leo. "Yes, ok, bye." Leo walked out. And soon... "Why did you run Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah I don't think you're fluffy anymore Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah I will give you a new name, maybe Albert? Or Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah." Fluffykins was bored to death. But wait, did Leo say new name? Leo continued. "Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah I know maybe your name should be Ralph because Ralph rescued you and Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah..." Ralph sighed. He was named after a fat thug who, apparently to Leo, RESCUED him. Ralph sat there thinking, and eventually fell asleep.

Chapter 2

"Good morning!" The suddeness of the voice made Ralph put his ears up, then put them down and fell fell asleep. Then there was a poke as his stomach. Ralph growled. And sharp pain. Ralph sat up and barked. There was a human, but no kind of human he had ever seen before. The hair on the head was long. This was no ordinary human. It looked, beautiful. He was in a room with bright blue wallpaper and pictures of humans. There was a big bed with rocketship covers and Legos strewn all over the floor. " Then the human yelled. "Leo, look! The puppy's awake! The puppy's awake!" Their came Leo, and another big, beautiful, unordinary, human. They all stared at him as they listened to the small beautiful human scream and shout. But then he looked next to him. Gerald's Low Fat fine Quality Dog Munchies! Filtered water! Toys! He leaped out of bed and ran around. Everyone petted and patted him. Ah, it felt nice. He was feeling wonderful, but then he look across the room. Another dog had walked in. No, it was a cat. A siamese. A big, healthy, fluffy one. The cat quickly ran away. Ralph barked, and then ran towards it. Two slender arms picked him up from the cold floor. "No, no. You are taking a nice bath." The big beautiful human said. A bath? Could there be a more terrifying word to a dog? A bath = the cold, eye hurting, bubbly, wet place. Ralph barked. He couldn't escape. What could he do? He needed to do something. He wished he was in the some having a bite He was hungry. Bite? Bite! Ralph bit the human's arm. A window breaking scream (The windows only cracked.) took place and Ralph ran away, as he skidded across the floor. And he ran, out the pet door, and in the wooden shed, where it had light yet he was safe. "Why are you here?" The voice rang out. Ralph turned around. The siamese cat stared at him. "What? Where?" Ralph stared everywhere but right in front of him. "Right here, dumbo." He stared in front of himself at the cat. "Well, the reason I'm here. Ever heard of a bath. It's the wor-" The can interrupted. "I know what a bath is, why are you escaping form it. It's the warmest, bubbly, fresh, wet, wonderf-" Ralph's voice thundered. "No, a bath is what someone does to torture you! It's an ice cold, -" "You need to know that here if different from the pet store." "How did you know I came from the pet store?" "I have my ways. Now, go inside. You'll like a bath." "Look, even in the pet shop, the tortoise said that baths were invented to tort-" "Who are you going to believe, me, a big, fluffy, wise, smart, charming, or some silly turtle?" "Some wise turtle. Look it, I don't even know you're name..." "Adrian. Anyway, Can you please try the bath?..."