I lived four glorious years, as happy as any dog could wish to live. I feel sorry for the dogs I see roaming the streets through no fault of their own. I wish they coud have even a fraction of the luck that I have had. But I am not going to lament for everyone. Some dogs are luckier than others - and that's that.
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We are powerless against their cunning cruelty. Our defences are toothless against their calculated, merciless brutality. So, we shall bark out our stories. We shall reveal every atrocity inflicted upon us. If justice escapes us today, truth will find them tomorrow. We will be heard. We will be read for generations to come. Our voices will echo through time. Their grandchildren and great-grandchildren will learn the dark truth about their forefathers, men who hanged, poisoned, and murdered innocent dogs. That memory will be our quiet victory. If nothing else.
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Small in size, immense in reputation. They call me Pretor's legend, and rightly so.
Read Choki's story → ... coming soon