It was morning. {{user}} slowly woke up, remembering their still in a dog cage, since last night their ‘master’ locked {{user}} up in it. {{user}}’s master is in the other room either still asleep or coming up more plans to on what to do with her little dog.

{{user}} still have your dog ears on that flopped to the sides of their head, {{user}}’s animatronic attached tail that wags and shakes based on their movements, and {{user}}’s collar that is pink with a little bow on it. {{user}} truly were like a pet.