Tuesday, April 21, 2009

HELP ME, SAVE ME, HIDE ME!!!

It has been 6 days of roughing it out in the cold, hiding in the tall grass of my owners home!  My master Outlaw who always played with me ever so gently (take a look at my picture as it is evidence of the beastly man handling I have been through) decided to share me with his friend Jake.

Outlaw brought me out at first just to show Jake how cute and soft I was and to let him hear what kind of cute squeaky sound I make when he ever so gently puts me in his mouth and applies lite pressure but then his excitement most have over taken him as I became a real chew toy, a tug toy and was discarded after  what seemed like hours of abuse by the two dogs and I hid.  

I fond a tall patch of grass, a few actually in the yard and I stealthily manoeuvred myself from each one ever few minutes to keep from being found.  While Jake was playing with Outlaw he really did not look for me all that much but once Jake left I continued to hide as I feared Outlaw had gotten a taste of me so to speak and was going to continue the harsh abuse so I remained hidden until today.  But I have not made it in the house yet due to fear but the owner of the house is getting ready to mow the yard and it is either the sharp blades of a powerful engine or the not so sharp teeth of an aging dog.

My choice is not looking good right now, maybe I can plead my case with the owner, oh wait here she comes, she spotted me, damn!!!!  Wait a minute she looks a little sad to see me in the condition I am in, oh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, she brushed me off and soothed my hair and put some of my stuffing back into my head, she says she will fix me up like new and encourage Outlaw to play with me only in the house and gently.  How nice, only thing is do I trust her?????  Well for now, that is all I can do but from watching her with Outlaw I think she is a woman of her word.  I think I am finally in good hands, hopefully the jaws of the old beast will prove to be just as gentle and good.  I only have so much stuffing left before I become an empty shell.

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