you know how people say that the dog chooses it's owner? Well I had one choose me today. He was a beautiful white German Shepherd Dog puppy. My dad had actually decided that we could get him. We had the adoption papers in hand and I was holding him in my arms because we were in the lobby. Then the clerk behind the desk asked "Wait which puppy were you wanting?" The volunteer helping us replied "The little white shepherd from C7" and the clerk said "Oh well, he's adopted already you can't have him." [The clerk had no ******** heart!!] I almost cried right there on the spot and the little once perky puppy laid his head down on his paws and let out what sounded to be a sigh of sorrow. Which made me want to cry all over again. Even the volunteer looked like she was going to cry when she looked at the puppy and I.
How can people be co cold and heartless as the counter clerk?
Why can't I stop crying? It's been 3 hours and I just can't stop.....
This puppy was so amazing, he looked me directly in the eyes and showed me his soul, now I can't see my life without him... Those preventing me from being with him.... I just can't stand to let them do it... There will be a fight over him.... I am hoping to persuade my father to take me back to the shelter after school tomorrow if not to pursuade the puppy out of somebody then to at least see him again.
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