CHAPTER 2: SEVS TRIP TO THE VET.

I wake up vision blurry so I don't know where I am, I am guessing I am back in Johns backyard and not dead though, because

if I where dead I wouldn't still be in so much pain. 

Whilest I can't see much at the moment, I can feel, and the pain is excruciating. I start yelping and crying in pain. 

I hear footsteps, as they get closer I here a door open. Then I hear John's angry voice, I now defiantly know, I am most certainly not in heaven, I am still very much in hell.

"YOU STUPID, IDIOTIC, TIME WASTING, PIECE OF S**T." John yells. 

"DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH MONEY YOU COST ME, HOW MUCH I LOST."

I curl up into a ball and yelp in pain some more. 

"shut up for crist sake, all I can hear is you yelping." John exclaims. "I am so sick of you, you deserve to be beaten 

some more, last thing I want to do is look after you but I need to because you need to get better, and be in shape for the

next fight. 

With that I hear John sigh and mumble something to himself as he walks inside.

I am relieved he didn't belt me tonight. 

About three hours later I wind up at the vet, John makes up some stupid untruthful story about how I got beat up. 

"Well yes it is hard for me seeing my dog in such bad shape." John lies. "My heart stopped when Sev ran across that road."

Oh I think to myself, the story is going to be I got run over. 

The vet looks at John in an unconvinced kind of way, its almost as if she doesn't believe him. 

I look up at the vet, she is pretty. She has black hair, green eyes and such a kind sweet smile, that she flashes my way. 

She pats me and gives me a little kiss on the head. 

"She is in really bad shape, the vet says to John, we may have to operate on her. she may have to loose this front leg

poor thing, I don't think we can save it."

I see Johns face drop, I can tell he is worried about how much money he is going to be in for. 

I on the other hand can't believe I am loosing a leg, I look down at my leg, and then quickly look back up, I can't look 

at it its that bad. 

"So how much will this cost." John asks.

The vet looks up at him extremely annoyed. "Well if you really love Sev money shouldn't be a problem right?" 

"No of course not, I was just wondering." John replies trying to hide his anger towards me. 

"It will cost you 500 for the operation and 3,700 for the new leg, which at the moment is half price of what it usually is. 

John isn't happy but he knows he has to at least get me the operation. He also knows he can't show his anger. Of

course theirs also the fact I most likely can never fight again. 

"well I will pay for the operation but I can't afford the leg at the moment." John says looking at the vet. 

I can tell by the vets expressions, she doesn't believe John but theirs nothing she can do about that. 

John pays the Vet and leaves, I am staying here the night, or hopefully longer. 

The Vet settles me in the operation room. 

"You are such a sweet dog." She says looking at me sweetly. "I really wish you could talk to me, tell me about John, I 

don't trust that he is treating you right, But of course you can't talk, and I will never have proof. I will have to 

eventually give you back to him, and I really don't want to. I work with animals everyday but I don't own one yet. 

I was looking for one I had a feeling about. One I thought was special. Theirs something about you, you are such a special dog."

I look up and nudge the Vet with my head, she laughs and Pats me. 

She soon exits the room, I get put to sleep, and they begin my operation. 

I wake up in allot less pain, I am sitting in a nice bed in a huge cage. there is a huge bowl of food I see I am starving. I go 

to get up to walk over to it. I fall over. I look down and realize I really have lost a leg, I can't walk. I crawl over to my

bowl to eat. I start thinking about everything, the way John treats me, the dog fights, the fact I have just lost a leg. 

The fact I can't tell anyone anything because I can't speak, My life is horrible, I start to cry tears fall into my food bowl. 

I think its hitting me to, having the Vet be so nice to me, having a warm bed, unlike at home where I sleep in the mud.

Its all allot to take in, and it hurts that from this im going to have to go back to that. I wish I was human, so I could tell 

her/the vet whats going on at home, so these nice people could save me from John, and the hell I live in. Though sadly that's 

just dreaming. 

John will not be happy to see me when I go home, I have now cost him more money. Wonder what he is going to do to me. I crawl 

back into bed and cry myself to sleep, not looking forward to the next morning when I know John will be coming to pick me up. 

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[sheza]

Hate animal cruelty hate hearing anything about it,. and knowing this could be so real for some animals! but i cant help reading your work. incredible talent made me tear up literally... to heart breaking.

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

Yer i know its horrible :(
Thanks :)
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