I don’t even know how many days that I’ve been cooped up in this tiny cage with dozens of other dogs barking around me. Sure a few times a day people come to give us food and water and to clean our cages. But mostly I keep hoping that some one will come and actually let me out of here and take me away.

I have noticed the same man come about once a week and pick out a another dog and return a week later for another one. Finally the day arrives and I am chosen.

The man puts me in the back of the truck and we head to a barn. It’s filled with cages and more dogs. I can’t imagine what is going on. Once I get inside I realize that it is eerily silent even though there are dozens of dogs here. I whimper out a question to the others and finally one whispers back that they’ve heard the man talk about medical experiments that are going to start….on us !!!!

We have to hatch a plan to save ourselves.

With a glimmer of hope we decide to all play sick. When the man comes next time he finds us with our eyes glazed. He opens our doors and suddenly we all overtake him and race off into the woods, never to return to that harrowing experiment.