Daffy's Soup Kitchen
" I was small and had a nervous problem around people.
That may be because of the mean kid that threw rocks at me.
I stayed with that family for probably three months. I'm not
very good with time. I had to sleep outside under a car.
It wasn't very comfortable and I was lonely. Pretty soon,
there wasn't very much food for me anymore. I had to go
from house to house trying to find something to eat. Then
one day, I saw a man working on a house in my neighborhood.
I saw him eating lunch every day. Eventually, I had to go
say, "Hi." From that day on I got free lunch and didn't even
have to work that much. All I did was bark at the occasional
person walking by. My job lasted about a week and then the job was finished. The man was cleaning up and packing to go home. It started raining
really hard and the man was in the house, so I ran to hide under my car. Then, all of a sudden, the man ran from the house and got in his truck to leave.
I didn't know what to do. Should I stay? Should I run out to say "goodbye"? Then I saw the man start to drive away. I was so sad and depressed. Then I
saw the truck stop. The door opened, and the man whistled for me to come get in the truck. I guess he could use my help on another job...."
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