No one called her anything but Dog, but she had food, water, and a warm place. She got to go for rides with the wind blowing in her face. She had a boy who played with her. She was happy.
One day, the man said, "Come on, Dog, let's go for a ride."
She ran and jumped through the open door onto the back seat. She thought maybe they would go to the dog park. How exciting.
When the car stopped, the man got out and opened the door. "Get out, Dog."
She jumped out and sat waiting, but he told her to stay and climbed back into the car and drove away.
She barked and ran after the car.
The car drove too fast for her to catch.
She sat and waited.
No one came back.
She grew hungry and cold and afraid. What could she do? Why didn't her people want her anymore? What would happen to her?
