I never knew what heaven was... was it being stroked at the back while lying on her lap? Or was it being called by my name when it was time to eat? Her name was Sarah she said. She told me many things, I could tell when she was happy or not, and seeing her made my tail wag. It was like she was some sort of an angel.

That night when it rained, I could not sleep, she stroked my back and her smell was soothing. The next morning I realized that it was her all along, not my mother, not my brother... but her.

I decided to talk to her that morning, but she never answered, then a huge paw pointing came in front of me, for some reason, I knew it was the one who was stroking me last night.

I licked it to show my appreciation and I heard a funny sound, suddenly it grabbed me and pulled me closer finding out that the human I was talking to was far taller than I imagined.

It showed me its teeth, unlike when some other dogs glared at me and showed their teeth as a threat, it was different. It is as if I'm in front of the sun, so bright and dazzling but it doesn't sting my eyes.

Sarah: "I will call you Baron!"

I knew even though I was a dog that she had given me a name other than what my mom called me.

Every day she left our big cardboard and came back. She played with me, then after a while, she left again for a very long time. It was the longest time for me when I waited for her. I would hide under another huge cardboard where she slept.

Every time my teeth ached, I looked for that animal I saw when I first woke up, it was not tall and it did not move on its own, I bit it, chewed it... swung it left and right, it felt so good that I never realized how fast the time went by.

Every time she arrived opening up our cardboard she would call for me and I would run like mad, pouncing on her, smelling her, kissing her, my tail would wag as if my butt was the one who was wagging, I was so happy to see her again after.

<Sarah POV>

He did it again, by this time my slippers had holes and bite marks all around them, I bet he enjoyed biting them off, Mark said that it was around this age that he would get the urge to bite anything that he could fit on his mouth.

I had already removed anything that he could swallow. I tried hiding my slippers just under the bed or between the cabinets but he always found them and picked on them. Sigh...

By now he had recognized my voice and his name, and he quickly reacted whenever I called him, he would pounce all over me licking me everywhere, he was very playful but usually was annoying whenever I had work at home.

It seemed like he knew where he should poop and pee, once when he needed to go, he pleaded at me jumping all around and wailing all about, when I opened my door leading outside, he quickly ran and found a soil and discharged his thing on the ground. That was where I got my idea of putting a vase of soil inside the house, it was low enough and big enough for him to climb on.

In the future just in case, I would be putting a pet door on my main door so that he could get out every time he needed to go.

After a while, he was starting to grow really fast, he would sometimes go wild inside the house running around. That was when I decided to take him when I jog. At first, he was afraid to come out of the gate but after a few tries he would run like crazy, like a prisoner out of its cage, he would run with me by my side as we stride the neighborhood every morning now.

I have been living alone ever since my parents passed away... having him made me look forward to going home to play with him... Baron.

Sarah: "Sniff... sniff... Baron?"

The puppy ran to her as she called her name, waggling its tail like mad. She realized where the foul smell came from, she hadn't thought about bathing him ever since the last 2 weeks.

Sarah: "Now we will take a bath"

The dog tilted its head seeing a weird face from Sarah.

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<Baron POV>

Months passed.

My legs were longer, stronger... my nose was much better, unlike before, I could jump anywhere I wanted, I could follow her anywhere she goes, it's just lately that I realized that she was wearing that animal that I always bite when I was little, I was ashamed of myself thinking it was an animal or something.

Every time she watched the glowing box, she would call me and tell me to sit beside her. She cuddled me all night long, waving my coat.

Sarah: "You are starting to smell again Baron"

I looked at her, and she made the same face she did every time she bathed me.

The next morning she pulled me into the wet room, and she bathed me again... it is not like I didn't like it but, every time she bathed me I lost my smell, my mother said that it was important as it was my identity and who I am.

She was scrubbing my face, her face was close to mine, and I could kiss her.

Sarah: "Stop it, you bad boy! You just had breakfast... it stinks!!"

Hahaha... I love her reaction. She loves me.

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Sarah: "Hahaha!!! Come on here I will dry you up"

Said Sarah, I ran to her and she embraced me with a dry-like skin.

After drying me outside she looked at a band on her risk, she quickly went back to the wet room and after a while said goodbye to me.

Sarah: "I'll be leaving now, take care of the house"

I answered her with confidence.

"Woof! Woof"

She showed her teeth again and I knew she was happy... she loves me!

I went back to our huge cardboard, every time she went out, I made sure to guard it very well.

From a man who brought the paper, my Sarah took every morning (News Paper). From the man who took the black bag that my Sarah placed outside (Garbage). I chased them all running to them and barking like crazy.

After working I would rest inside our card box on my own bed she gave to me.

It would always be dark when she returned.

Sarah: "Baron!"

I run outside, into my small door, and into her greeting her. I bet she missed me.

Sarah: "You!! Stop licking my legs!!!"

The way she reacts while I smell and kiss her on any skin that I can reach. She loves me.

<Sarah POV>

It was a quick year, Baron got big easily. When he leaned on me, he would lean all of his weight on me, he really loved cuddles. I made sure that I bring him whenever I jog. Some of our neighbors would complain along the way, especially the mailman and the garbage collector.

They said that every time they went near my house, Baron would chase them away and bark at them until he couldn't see them. He was very energetic.

On Saturdays when I relaxed on the couch, he would jump on my couch and urge me to massage him. It seemed that he knew it when I had nothing to do.

Sarah: "Damn you! You spoiled dog!"

I exclaimed as I gave him a massage, I looked for the remote control of the TV while my other hand floated on his coat. He noticed that my other hand was not working on him so he looked at me and jumped off the couch.

He walked near the TV took the remote control by his mouth and brought it to me, I took it from his mouth, a little bit of his drool was on it but I was already used to it.

Sarah: "Thank you..."

He jumped back onto my couch and lay his head on my lap as I was wiping off the drool on the remote.

He looked at me like he was saying: "Stroke me now with 2 hands!"

Sarah: "What a cunning dog..."

"Woof!"

He opened his mouth like he was mocking me.