Shhhhh . . . . . at great personal risk, I’ve managed to sneak into the prison office and log onto the computer!

I’m STILL in prison. They’ve left me here for THREE whole days now. Will they ever come back for me?

Maybe I’m another statistic already? Just another one of the thousands of dogs abandoned by their uncaring, cruel humans every day. Deserted, rejected! They’ve probably forgotten about me. Huh! Shows how important I was to them!

Sorry . . . . that was a bit dramatic – just feeling sorry for myself. I suppose they’ll come back for me eventually; but why do I have to suffer the indignity of incarceration, just so they can have fun – just so they can go gallivanting around the country?

It’s not fair! I wanted to go too! It would be great to check out other people’s houses – new smells, new sofas to lie on, new things to chew. But as it is I’m stuck here all alone in this drafty cell with nothing but a rug the size of a postage stamp to sleep on and an old bone to chew.

But at least that annoying cat isn’t here . . . .that’s about the only upside of all this. Don’t know where he is but I overheard my humans say he had to stay in a very small cage (hah!) and that there were some ferrets in the cage next to him, whatever they are. Hope he’s suffering like me . . . .

Oh, oh, time to go . . . . the warder’s coming . . . .don’t want to get caught . . .