Chapter 4
Is dark out and is cold.
I out of woods and in city. Is so big! I find bench to lay under. At least it no raining and I not smell like wet doggie. I miss smell.
I still not know where I is.
I smell more humans. And gasoline. And many, many other doggies!
I want to find human to take me home.
But I not know where home is.
I sigh. It been long day. Or week. Or month!
I no good with time. Is doggie’s only flaw.
