Six months with my foster mom

Well, the days went on and one day my mom took me to visit some people. They loved me even though I wasn't so sure about them. They kept saying I was beautiful and they didn't mind that I was scared. The next day we went back and this time my foster mom left me there. That was weird but the new family was very nice and they said I would do great.

One day I realized that I could get over the fence at my new family's house. It wasn't very high, like my foster mom's, and there were so may things to chase! I started escaping the fence. They told me not to, but I didn't listen because I would see things and my hound nose would just want to explore. well, this became a problem.

Also, the new family had a very little boy that scared me alot too. He would come up to me and I would get spooked. I couldn't always make out his face sometimes.... like I couldn't see him great. I did't know how to tell my family that I couldn't see very well and I started to get spooked more and more, especially by the little guy, who would lay on me and make loud, unexpected nioses. Well, one day the family called my foster mom and decided that they didn't think they were the best home for me.

Your friend, Boomer