Hi my name is Jessee. I am pleased to meet you. I live on a large farm with no neighbors at least for a mile. I live the freest life that one could ever want. I make my own decisions—I wake and sleep when I want, I eat or do not eat at my own discretion, and I bathe when I say. My favorite hobby is hunting and I am excellent at it. I am a part of a large family that really loves me. I am told I am quite handsome by all those around me. I am quite spoiled, but well-behaved and loyal to a fault.
If you have not guessed, I am a proud and confident pure-bred Golden Retriever and we all have been living here for eight years now and loving it.
One day I noticed a lot of commotion that I didn’t understand. It seemed that trucks were carrying large loads of furniture and boxes out of my family’s house. At the end of the day, my best family friend put a rope around my neck and led me into the barn. I have never been so hurt. Never before has a collar touched my neck, let alone a rope. He led me up to the loft of the barn, turned me loose, hugged and kissed me and left.
I watched them drive away as a tear trickled down my snout and without thinking I jumped from that window and tried my best to follow. But after running for miles down that awful hardtop road, I just couldn’t keep up. I was confused and hurt and I have never felt so alone.
I started to go back to my farm, but my feet were bleeding and sore. I looked around for a safe place to spend the night and found a hollowed-out tree. I don’t know how long I slept; it seemed forever. Depressed, I just laid there for three days and didn’t move. I didn’t realize my family came back for me bright and early that next morning but could not find me.
It’s has been two years now since my family left and I am so alone. Oh yes, I am still free. But without love, I might as well be in a deep dark dungeon. Lately my family has been on my mind. Are they alright? Are they safe? Are they missing me as much as I am missing them?
The jump from the loft caused damage to my hips and I am in so much pain now. I am nearly blinded from cataracts and my hearing is almost gone. But worse than my illnesses is my broken heart.
To everyone, this is my desperate cry, please help me mend my broken heart and let me live again.
If you have not guessed, I am a proud and confident pure-bred Golden Retriever and we all have been living here for eight years now and loving it.
One day I noticed a lot of commotion that I didn’t understand. It seemed that trucks were carrying large loads of furniture and boxes out of my family’s house. At the end of the day, my best family friend put a rope around my neck and led me into the barn. I have never been so hurt. Never before has a collar touched my neck, let alone a rope. He led me up to the loft of the barn, turned me loose, hugged and kissed me and left.
I watched them drive away as a tear trickled down my snout and without thinking I jumped from that window and tried my best to follow. But after running for miles down that awful hardtop road, I just couldn’t keep up. I was confused and hurt and I have never felt so alone.
I started to go back to my farm, but my feet were bleeding and sore. I looked around for a safe place to spend the night and found a hollowed-out tree. I don’t know how long I slept; it seemed forever. Depressed, I just laid there for three days and didn’t move. I didn’t realize my family came back for me bright and early that next morning but could not find me.
It’s has been two years now since my family left and I am so alone. Oh yes, I am still free. But without love, I might as well be in a deep dark dungeon. Lately my family has been on my mind. Are they alright? Are they safe? Are they missing me as much as I am missing them?
The jump from the loft caused damage to my hips and I am in so much pain now. I am nearly blinded from cataracts and my hearing is almost gone. But worse than my illnesses is my broken heart.
To everyone, this is my desperate cry, please help me mend my broken heart and let me live again.
