Annabelle's story!

When I first arrived at my new home, I was a little bit of a pup, barely five pounds. I had just left my real mom and dad and all my brothers and sisters. It was to be an adventure and I was so trusting that my new mom and dad would take real good care of me.

As I entered the house I was a little apprehensive. It was so big and the smells were so much different than what I was used to. I slowly went through, room by room and I noticed the markings of another animal. Smells and fur were all around me. I wondered who this other animal was and were was it at this moment. I no longer had to wait to find out. Suddenly a big, black dog was running for me. I soon found that my head was being rained upon with drool.

Her name was Jasmine. She was to be my new step sister. She loved to play and bite and bark and pretty much make my life miserable. I was so small and she was so big, I just couldn't play the way she wanted and more often than not, she would play too rough and get in trouble. She was a good sport though, in fact when mom yelled at her, it was as if she didn't even listen to her and she would once again pick on me.

I miss those days....