Day 1

Day 1: I left the concrete dog house today. The nice lady Amber came back with a lady she called "foster mom". She put me in a car and took me to her house. Barf! I wanted to puke. Cars move way too fast! When we got to her house these neighbor kids gave me lots of love. I like them. Then I met her man friend. They call him "foster dad". They put me in a room with a nice big couch. All to myself!! They gave me a bath too. I was pretty dirty. Livin on the streets sucked. I'm pretty sure there are other dogs in this house somewhere, I can smell them! Oh well. I'm just glad to have a soft bed and quiet room. Oh and food! Food!