‘Sometimes I wonder
if I'm dreaming…’
I open my eyes and find myself in a soft, comfy bed, not a wire cage.
The house is filled with sweet, peaceful silence, not the desperate
cries of dogs. And then there's her. She calls herself "Ma." After
she adopted me I didn't know what to expect. After years of being
locked in a cage, I had lost all hope of ever being treated with
kindness, but from the moment she touched me, I was smitten. Whenever
she picks me up or strokes my head, she is careful, soft, gentle. She
doesn't grab me. She never hurts me. She feeds me delicious food, as
much as I need to feel satisfied. There is always fresh, cool water in
my bowl. She actually kisses me. A lot. And sings to me. And lets me
sleep pressed against her. I'm not afraid anymore. I have a name, not
a number.
– Excerpt from A Rare Breed of Love
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