STRAY - #7

Updated: Dec 30, 2020

I am so lonely and cold and hungry and I don't know my way home.

Im lost!

Maybe I should just....

Oh, hello there, I didn't see you.

My name is Charlie.... or.... maybe it's Ralph?

Im so damn hungry

The problem is, that I'm not really sure because when a new owner finds me on the street, they don't know my name and then just call me what they think it is, and that's where I get confused. My new owner has just had me for about a week or so now.

He is the 1st owner that really treated me like one of the family.

Who is *he* you ask?

Well, He is the only owner that I learned his name, Rick. I wish I could be reunited with him. I have NO idea where I am or which way is home. I'm really in some sad shape.

You see, I have been on the streets now for a few days and I'm really hungry and tired. But I don't have anywhere to lay down because someone will say "shoo" or "go home".

But therein lies the problem. I have no home because I got separated from my master, Rick, and I have not earned a collar yet so I am collarless. He cannot be contacted.

I really need to find Rick fast!

"snifffles" "wining"

I really hope I can find him


he finds me?

I have been trying to sniff my way home, but I must be so far away and now I'm lost. He was the best master I had too, but he told me to "go ahead and go." That's why I left because of what he said. I don't want to stay where I'm not wanted.

I will tell you what happened.

When he put me on the patio, he told me, "Go ahead and go."

I thought he must not want me anymore so I just walked away.

So now I am a stray.

I thought someone else may want me, but I should have known better, cuz I went too far and now I can't make it home even with my cold and wet sniffer. I thought he loved me but maybe I went on the floor one, too many times or maybe I am just costing him way too much money in food. He gets annoyed when I need to go out at night.

I have been through the same pattern many times, so I know it by heart. It's so sad. It seems that I am on the street more than I am in a nice warm comfy home. I guess the old adage "a stray dog" is a part of my life. I am not going to cry or whimper, but it is really breaking my heart. Cuz I loved him, I figured I finally found a great master. I thought he loved me in return. Well, it's getting dark so maybe I should find a park and lay down, at least I have been here before. My master took me here a lot, so I know the perfect spot for getting some sleep.


Wait a moment!

Is that....?

Really him?

Oh my god!!!

Its Rick over there!

I better run to him now. He must have remembered taking me here and is looking for me.