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Ebu's Background
I was born a poor black puppy.
Mother was mostly Labrador.
Father (can you really call him more than a Sperm donor?!) left even before I was weaned.In fact, he probably was down the block before theegg and sperm even met.
I was taken from my mother, deposited with my 2 sisters and 3 brothers into a noisy place. It smelled of distress.
There were with kind humans, but behind the fences, they were not so warm. I cuddled with my two sisters.
My two sisters left. Then I was taken. But my brothers remained. I still feel a hole where they should be. Every time I walk by a chain link fence I count 5 holes, one for each of my siblings. The holes become vacuums and I miss them.
puppy on floor Some times, when we go to the park, I look around for other black dogs with a mixed pedegree. When I see one, I look into its eyes, just to see if I can see a part of myself. But later, when it is time to nap, I wonder if I could even recognize them?