Meeting my Daddy (Chapter 1)

I first met my new Daddy on Friday, November 04, 2011. You see I was homeless. I can't remember where I came from, but I know I had babies at the place I was taken from. I don't know what happened to them and was very sad to have been dropped off in a strange new place. I had been wandering around for a few days. I can't remember how many because they started blurring together.

I found a house that I thought might let me join their family, but I was wrong. These people were building a new house and only visited when they were working on it. The guy, David, was a little scared of me so everyone kept their distance. I got very hungry! I wonder why people ran inside & closed their doors when I came to see them. I visited other homes in the neighborhood and got the same treatment everywhere. Is there something wrong with me? Am I ugly? Am I unlovable? I only wanted to find a good home with a family to love and give my doggie kisses to.

Then I met him... DADDY!! He was working and made a delivery in his big semi truck to the place I temporarily called home. I saw him and fell in love. This big New Man wasn't scared of me, only a little cautious. I couldn't help it, I had to sniff him. He smelled like a nice person. He was kind & started petting me. Oh it felt so good to feel loved. I stuck right beside this New Man. When he stopped walking I sat down beside him. The New Man had to do some stuff to his big truck and I heard him say to David "Let's check her temperament". I wonder what that word, temperament, means. New Man pulled out a large black bar from his truck. David walked away as if he were scared of something. I didn't see anything to worry about. New Man started loosening straps on his truck with this big bar. He told David that I didn't react when I saw the bar. Why would I react? Am I supposed to react? New Man kept petting me and playing with me.

Another man came while the New Man, garage door man, was there. I was excited to meet this garage door man. Now that the New Man was there I felt safe and happy. The garage door man petted me & wasn't scared of me either. "Oh good, maybe there's nothing wrong with me" I thought.

Then it came time for New Man to leave. I heard him say something about taking me home, but David said not yet. He wanted to see if I belonged to anyone and didn't want to be the bad guy in the neighborhood. How would he be the bad guy if he helped me find a home? So New Man went to his truck. I had a sneaky plan. I would jump in his truck & he would have to take me with him. Wouldn't he?? So New Man petted me & said goodbye. I could tell it was hard for him. So without another thought I jumped right up over those two steps and huge gas tank, went around his feet and sat down in the floor of his big truck in between the seats. I looked at him and looked around, letting him know that I was ready to go. I wouldn't give him any trouble. I'd be a very good girl for him. Maybe he has a family! Oh having a big family to love and have them love me back would be so wonderful! My tail starts wagging just thinking about it. Then the New Man looked at me with sad eyes. He looked like he might cry and said "Sorry Girl, I can't take you right now. You have to stay here. Maybe I can come back for you." Then he picked me up set me down on the ground. He said I was very skinny and didn't weigh very much. He got back in his big truck and sat there looking at me. I whined and got on the ground begging him to take me away with him. He took some pictures of me with his phone and then started the big truck. Boy did that truck ever rumble. But I kinda liked it. That sound meant that New Man was near and if I could get back in this noisy big truck would take me away. I ran around the front of his truck to the other side and tried to get in that door, but it was closed. New Man drove away. I watched him until I couldn't see him or his truck anymore. I felt so lonely and sad. I just wanted to curl up and go to sleep but never wake up.

(To Be Continued...)

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Love
Chloe

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Hello!
My name is Duchess Chloe, but my family calls my Chloe. This is my story of a second chance, my new family & my adventures with my new family.
I hope you enjoy reading about my life (as told by my Mom).

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Chloe