Hello. I will not tell my name, because I do not want to offend anybody.
I am a blue Blumaroo. I have a story to tell. My owner said I should tell
it because of all the pets that get abandoned. So here it goes.
I was abandoned a long time ago. Back in summer. I was still pretty young,
so I don't really know why my old owner abandoned me. But I am pretty
sure it had something to do with Neopoints.
I remember her getting me up early one morning, we lived in a old apartment
building in a bad part of town. She looked troubled. I noticed she didn't
wake any of her other three pets up, and I began to wonder. She took me
to the kitchen, and for once, fed me a half decent breakfast. She was
silent the whole time, which was strange. Why isn't she in her shop? I
thought. This whole thing was strange. Then she told me to take my favourite
teddy bear(a ripped and torn hand-me-down) and that we were going out.
Not many people were out. It was still early morning. She took me to
a strange building. I had seen it, but I never knew what it was. She opened
the door and we were in a plain white hallway. There were two doors. One
said Adoption, and the other said Abandon. Now I knew what this was, this
must be a pound. My heart started beating fast.
I closed my eyes as she pulled me towards a door. Please don't abandon
me! please, PLEASE don't abandon me! I screamed over and over in my head.
We reached a door and she pulled me inside.
I opened my eyes and looked around. There was a door that said Pound
on it. There was lots of screeching, yelling, and whining coming from
behind it. A mean lady looked at us. My owner went up to her. "I would
like to put my Blumaroo up for adoption please." She said. She looked
timid, and kind of sad as she said it. The lady eyed her.
"You sure?" she growled.
My owner gulped. "Yes ma'am." she said.
"Fine then." the lady said. She grabbed my paw and pulled me away.
"NO!!!!!!!!!!" I shouted. "NO! YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME!" I screamed as the
lady pulled me towards the door leading to the pound. But my owner was
already on her way. I started to cry. Why was she doing this to me? I
was so confused.
The lady threw me into a wire cage. The room was very cold and I shivered.
I looked around. All the pets looked very sad, very tired, and very hungry.
They didn't even bother to look at me. I noticed a lot of them were crying.
I sniffled, and cried myself to sleep.
I woke up the next morning. I blinked. Some pets were awake, and some
were asleep. I noticed some looked so weak. I was starving so I turned
to the Skeith next to me.
"Excuse me," I said. This Skeith didn't look half as scary as I usually
He was almost too weak to lift his head. "What?" he could barely say.
"I was wondering when we get fed" I asked.
"Not often, never really" he sighed.
"Never?!" I said.
"Never at all? How are you still alive?!"
"They only feed us enough to keep us barely alive." He looked toward
one of the pets. "Some never adjust though," he said. Someone adopted
me that day. He was mean and traded me to someone else, who then put me
back in the pound, angry because she was scammed by the mean person that
claimed I had lots of battle abilities. It took a week for someone to
adopt me. By that time, some pets disappeared, some were adopted, and
others just sat around.
I was happy when my current owner got me. I have three brothers and sisters
and my owner loves me a whole lot. She even sent me to the best hotel
with all the extras. I hope everyone out there makes and effort to adopt
at least one of their pets. Then there would be much less in the pound.