Nature s Miracle, my foster mom uses it a lot when I am inside. The night was dark, but not hot, and I didn t itch. I was in the inside again, all night, in a room where other pug friends were above me with my foster mom and dad, on something soft. I wondered if I would ever be that high. My first night I cried and my foster dad came and took me outside.
Territory outside is a good thing.
You get called nice things when you spread your territory outside. The second day I went to a clinic where many people hugged me and told me just how lucky I was. I don t remember when, but I fell asleep, and when I woke up, I did not feel lucky. I hurt, and I already missed my new friends. I remember hearing one of the people say that I was a rescue.