I've had a sneaking suspicion for a few years, but these last few days really confirmed it. I'm 100% a stray dog, and I love that for me. I roam around getting "adopted" by various neighbors, each has a different name for me, feeds me, looks out for me, and I sometimes spend the night in one of their houses
No one knows who I truly belong to, but I'm very well taken care of and utd on my shots. Maybe one of the neighbors collars me, but eventually it gets worn and falls away or gets torn off on one of my many adventures
This isn't all take and no give, though. Sometimes I bring back little gifts for my families, even if they don't always appreciate them, and I fiercely protect each and every one of my people. I bark at the stranger lurking around, I scare off the critters, and I watch over the little humans while they play outside
I'm not owned by any one person, but I belong wherever I am















