Hello little one....have you been abandoned?
Uuh...are you talking to me?
Yes I am.
Would you like to come and live with me at Chez Cloth Shed?
No other dogs I'm afraid and certainly no cats as they make me sneeze. You can have your own bed and I will give you a little wash and brush up when we get home as your whiskers seem to have a mind of their own.
Excuse me lady.....there is nothing wrong with my whiskers...they are over fifty years old and I will also have you know.... I am a clean little dog.
Sorry lady, didn't mean to snap....just a bit upset....seems to me that no one wants me anymore.
I've had years of cuddles, but now they have all gone.
I quite understand little one, these things happen all the time....you are not the first and certainly not the last to have been cast aside.
I have seen many like you sitting forlornly amongst old stuff, waiting to be rescued.
OK lady...enough of the talking....lets go check out this cloth shed place...
I'll just sit on top of your old crate to see where we are going and keep an eye on your driving.
TO BE CONTINUED.