It was warm... it felt like my body was floating... but it was drowning deeper and deeper.... I didn't know what was in the bottom but.. I think I will see my mother again... there, wouldn't that be the happiest?

I opened my eyes... it was bright, it seemed like I could not move, something was covering me, it was warm like my mother's but... it didn't smell like her. I started calling out for her even though I knew that she was... already gone.

"Uuuuu! Uuuu!"

I cried and cried, and suddenly something mild touched my back, unlike how my mother caresses me... it was different but it was the same soothing feeling. It was really a good feeling, it made my feet flicker a bit. I could tell that it was trying to soothe me.

I looked at what it was or who it was... I let my nose guide me where to look.

Sarah: "There, there..."

It must be a human, I could see its teeth and it was really scary. Somehow even though I tried to cry, my feelings started to cool down, every time I cried again, she would do the same thing until I was calm... but it was not mother...

At night it started to rain again, I could hear the familiar sound and the familiar stench... I could feel it even though I didn't have any idea how many shadows of the walls had passed before I opened my eyes.

The rain evoked memories each time I woke up and thought of my mother and Rocky, I couldn't help but start longing for them, would make sounds and search for them, Rocky or Mother, anyone would do.

"Uuuuu! Uuuu!"

A slight stroke from my head to my body soothes my cries.

A tricky smell smothered my nose, it had the same smell as my mother's milk but it smelled quite different. My stomach trembled but I was the only one who could hear it. I was hungry.

Even though I felt weak, I moved out my legs, and my tail. In a matter of time, the heavy thing that was covering me fell down, I was up on my feet.

Sarah: "Yes, you can do it... I know you are hungry... here"

There was a voice that resounded in my ears, and I could understand what it meant, I opened my eyes and saw the creature, it had ears and it was black and white (Sarah wearing panda slippers), something came down out of nowhere and it stimulates my nose much stronger.

It was white milk, only it was not on my mother's breast but it was on a solid leaf.

Sarah: "I hope you like it!"

I began sniffing it.... it smelled so good. My instinct began to run like mad, I tried to lick and sip every ounce of that liquid into my mouth, and I could hear the tall animal making a sound.

Sarah: "Teehee! I'm glad you like it, I'll give you more."

A big thing began to approach to me, it tried to touch me, the way it looked was it was the same thing that those small humans used to throw stones at me. I instinctively made a sound to warn it.

"Grrrhhh"

It stopped.

Sarah: "Sorry... but I would give you more"

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Every day, Sarah would feed the puppy, until it was full, Mark told him that the puppy needed to recover its health since it was so thin when she found it.

She always tried to touch it but it always shut her away by a growl. It seemed that the puppy hadn't warmed up to her.

But she continued... wishing someday the puppy would let her touch.

One day, Mark visited her house... they were talking about the 2 dogs she found. Mark decided to take care of the spotted one, while Sarah was still having doubts about the puppy she was taking care of.

Sarah: "I don't know if I should take care of him... he still doesn't let me touch him."

Sarah showed a display of worry. She felt very emphatic with the dog.

Mark: "Don't worry... just keep on feeding him, he will warm up to you slowly."

Mark was very positive about enforcing her. It was a trait of a good veterinarian.

The next day it started to rain again. it seemed like the puppy had trouble sleeping every time it was raining. It would whimper the whole night while it was trying to sleep, this was the only time Sarah could touch it.

That day she fed it and it was really hungry. She tried to touch it but it warned her. She was disappointed but not disheartened.

She tried this a few more many times, even calling for Mark for help. But even the veterinarian said that she could only buy some time and wait until it got better. Days passed as Sarah tried to be more well for the puppy.

The next day, the puppy walked closer to her looking at her feet... it was looking at her as if it was a child looking at her mother. It was whimpering a little bit like it was talking. Sarah wondered if it was because of her panda slippers.

She remembered what Mark taught her before, "Show your hands and let him come to you, if it starts to lick it, it means that it OK to touch it"

She did what he said so she knelt down and reached her hands. The puppy started smelling her hands and licked her. She laughed a little because it was a little bit ticklish... back then she decided the puppy's name. She carried the dog closer to her face.

Sarah: "I will call you Baron!"

The puppy instinctively barked. Sarah was not sure if it was happy or not but the puppy kept licking her ace when she placed it closer to her face. The simple gesture of the puppy licking made her smile.