pleaz read (waring sad)

Aww, the poor puppy!!!
I wuv my pets,and I would never do anything to harm them!That is terrible.

My cat broke my mom's plates,I only scolded my cat and put her in her cama (which is like her time out corner o something..).

I already knew about this articulo and fixed it's mistakes. Here's the revised version

"The Story of an Abused dog" revised por K5-HOWL

When I was one years old tu thought I was the cutest pup on the block.
tu bought me and pampered me with gifts and toys. tu showed me around on Sunday evenings at the park, and when your human friend came over on Saturdays we would all watch a movie together, I would be in between my loving master and loving friend. tu dicho tu would always amor me.
Then when I was about three years old tu started neglecting me. We never went for those walks, when your friend did come over I would wag my tail in delight, but she would not even look at me. So I jumped on her, just a little pounce. She hit me so hard that when I got up I had pain in my ear, I had hit a vase and it shattered around me. tu came in and kicked me, I was sorry, and tried to make it better, but tu just got madder. I limped to my box outside and listened to tu yell. I was más depressed than ever.
A week after my wound was healed, although it still hurt badly I didn’t complain. tu took me in the car, I was happy for the first time in a long time! Maybe he will amor me like he used to! Maybe we will go to the park!
But that was not meant to be. We pulled up into a place I had never seen before, a place where I heard and saw things that will stay with me forever. Hoping we wouldn’t go inside, I pulled to the left. My Master got angry and kicked me, I whimpered but pressed on.
When we got inside I heard a cat begging his master not to leave. I heard the screams of pain from the perros in the back. I was afraid, I was alone.
My master gave me to the nice girl at the escritorio and dicho “Do tu have any pups”? I was confused as the girl led me away. So that was it? I thought, since I was no longer a perrito, cachorro he would not take me?
I knew one thing, that whatever was behind those doors, I would not like.
All I could say was, “I thought tu loved me?"

That's one of the saddest animal stories I've ever heard. That was heart-breaking! Poor little baby.
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oh my god..poor wittle doggy...is this true?

That's awful! I mean, I'm not gonna lie, I don't like my family's dog, but I'd never hurt her!

Aww, poor puppy!
people, please be nice to your pets!
My dog is four years old and I still amor him!

THIS IS TRULY SICK!!! WHO WOULD TREAT ANYTHING SO BADLY??

That is so sad anyone who harms animse will rot in hell

My God, what a cruel, cruel world. Poor little puppy, I'll teach your owner a little lesson. *Cracks knuckles*