Do you know Valerie?! Oh, you don’t?! Well, you see, Valerie is my owner and one of the best owners you could ever imagine! I love her so much, I would do anything for her! Well, it all started like this, you see? I was just a little pup when Valerie picked me up. I was so tiny, that she could carry me with just one hand! Can you believe that?! When I looked into her eyes it was love at first sight! She wrapped me up in a cozy light blanket and took me home. She named me Frank, after one of her favourite artist, she told me. Every day with Valerie was the best! She would take to the park and I would run after the yellow ball she would throw. The memories of our incredible days would replay at the end of the day in my head as I would sleep.
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She would drink and drink and drink until they made her act all weird. This scared me a lot! I don’t ever remember seeing Valerie like this before! Once she put me in a box and almost closed it on me. I barked and barked but she wouldn’t let me out, she just kept laughing. When Valerie wasn’t doing crazy things, she would be crying or she would stay in bed for a long time. I loved Valerie and I would never leave her side, so I always comforted her. The house became more and more messy, with strange bottles lying all over the floor. Some were broken and others weren’t, but I had to watch my paws for the broken ones or else I would get cut. Envelopes were stacked at the counter near the front door, Valerie would open them with a look of disgust and throw them away, then open a new bottle. The last day I saw Valerie was late at night, she just finished a bottle and staggered out the front door. The car started and she drove off, leaving me in the dark and dirty home all alone. When she returned, the sun was almost up. Her dress was stained with a weird and smelly stain and her hair was a huge mess. She went to bed and I snuggled in right next to her. I knew that whatever was wrong with Valerie would be okay now because I was by her
She would drink and drink and drink until they made her act all weird. This scared me a lot! I don’t ever remember seeing Valerie like this before! Once she put me in a box and almost closed it on me. I barked and barked but she wouldn’t let me out, she just kept laughing. When Valerie wasn’t doing crazy things, she would be crying or she would stay in bed for a long time. I loved Valerie and I would never leave her side, so I always comforted her. The house became more and more messy, with strange bottles lying all over the floor. Some were broken and others weren’t, but I had to watch my paws for the broken ones or else I would get cut. Envelopes were stacked at the counter near the front door, Valerie would open them with a look of disgust and throw them away, then open a new bottle. The last day I saw Valerie was late at night, she just finished a bottle and staggered out the front door. The car started and she drove off, leaving me in the dark and dirty home all alone. When she returned, the sun was almost up. Her dress was stained with a weird and smelly stain and her hair was a huge mess. She went to bed and I snuggled in right next to her. I knew that whatever was wrong with Valerie would be okay now because I was by her