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My Unusual Eighth...... ( Part One )
author : Miss Flora Daphne HO, Owner, , issued on Jun 2003

My name is Dominique. I am a choosy guy. I was not like this when I was young.

I used to be respectful. I used to trust human beings. I used to live with my 2 sisters.

But, not knowing what I have done wrong, I was given to an uncle when I was one-and-a-half
years old. Up to now, I still do not understand what I have done wrong so that I was abandoned by my first owner.

The first day with this 28-year old new uncle was never easy. He just left me in a cage and never let me out.
I was a man you know, and I needed to mark my territory.
I was so jealous of him when he lied so comfortably on his king-size bed
when mine was in a cage with uncleaned urine stints and fecus smells.

One day, my luck came. The door of my cage was not properly closed and
I was so happy to take my revenge and I jump on his bed. I urinated.
How dreadfully did I want him to understand how I felt when I had to slept on urine.

ha ha.ha.....

It was 4.5 years ago...

Then the next day, this uncle kicked my back to my original master.
I was then locked in the kitchen for a week. Very soon a woman came over and
kept pulling my beard and examining my ears.

" What a handsome boy! " "What a good colour " . I remembered I was examined
as if I were a piece of clothes. The next day this woman came again and brought me home.
When I arrived I saw another canine counterpart - a Shih Tzu.

" You are here to accompany him " she said to me. " You must be a good boy " - said she.

In the evening , it was dinner time.
The woman was preparing dinner for us. I waited and waited...........
but all I could see was that Shih Tzu enjoyed his dinner when my mouth was watering.
I waited for half an hour. It was as long as a year.

Finally it was my turn. She just threw the bowl at me.
Furaged , I bited her finger slightly to show her my discontent.
She gave me a snap on the face and again, the very next day, I was turned back to my original master.

Again I was locked in the kitchen.
And again I was examined by various " potential adopters ";
and again I was returned after a few days for my fourth home and fifth home.

I started to loose confidence. I started to hate myself.
I simply started to indulge myself I started to let go of myself.

What 's the point of being a good dog.
What's the point to please every master that came into my life.

No matter if I welcome them with all my heart, or no matter if I urinate on the bed,
I knew that I would be returned within a week and then be locked up in a kitchen
for a while and the whole process recurred.

I knew that no matter how good was I the destiny was still the same ..... being brought here and
there just like a piece of merchandise.

My sixth master did, however, gave me a glimpse of hope. He was so gentle to me.
He was kind to me. He kissed me and hugged me all the time.
It was so different from the other masters I met.

I started to wonder if I was dreaming.
I also enjoyed this wonderful feeling.
Indeed this was the first time in my life I learnt what was love and I treasured love .
I thought I was a happy dog and my terrible days were over.......................................

. until one day, after 4 months with him,
I heard him talking to my first master " Miss, would you be free tomorrow?
I want to send him back to you. I have lost interest in him. I thought Schnauzer was different than other dogs.
Well after all, they are the same. Just another type of dog, that's all. Please take him away as soon as possible. "

I was shocked. I did not know exactly when I learnt the human words.. well probably
when I started to trust them. I could never have thought,
when I regained my trust in humans I was betrayed in such a dreadful way.

I nearly collapsed. I never wanted to go back away. What should I do? I needed to do something...........

to be continued....in part 2

last updated Jan 25 2004