The dog

A little dog at the pound thought it has found a new home. The new owner was terrific. He fawned upon the dog, gave the dog lots of love and attention. This owner, after having severed his previous commitments of some form or another was willing to have something to pass his time with and so he got the dog. He gave the dog treats, being patient with the dog and the dog in turn learned o be loyal to this new owner, sitting and waiting for the owner, pining for him when he leaves the house and always waiting should he happen to come home to talk or pat it. The dog gave the owner it's all, it's unconditional love, it's time, it's efforts. The owner took the dog out often and the dog soon knew who were the owner's friends and enemies. It soon became quite a common fixture at meetings amongst the owner and his friends and the dog was very happy to be in the owner's life.


But like all humans, the owner soon started to tire of that which he had "loved" so much in the beginning. Soon, he was out of the house very often and the dog hardly saw enough of him. He got more commitments and grew busier, however the dog still saw him, albeit it was always a hurried or passing attentiveness and even this soon became somewhat like a chore to the owner. One day the dog grew very sick. The owner seemed to have seen this as a wake up call and started to be very nice to the dog. The dog saw this change as rather weird and suspicious but it liked the change nonetheless, thinking the owner was finally finding time for it again. Weeks passed and the dog went for check ups with the vet until one day, it was declared as out of harms way. The dog was overjoyed, yet frightened that the owner will soon go back to his prior commitments and leave the dog behind again. For the next few days, the dog lived in fear, but nothing bad happened. But one afternoon, the dog was placed in a cage by the owner and was brought to the pound. It was thrown in with the rest of the dogs as it begged its owner with its eyes to take it back, all to no avail; the owner left. The dog knew that the owner would never come back and its heart dimmed and the flame it carried for the owner extinguished.


It was not too long later that another man came by the pound, chanced upon the dog and decided to adopt it. This man was different. He gave all his time in the world to this dog. He too had left behind some prior commitment and had time to spare as well as lots of love to give to his new companion. The dog was happy as the new owner reminded it daily, "I won't be like your last owner". The dog was always well taken cared of and the owner never failed to be there for the dog everyday. The dog felt like it meant the world to this new owner and in turn, this new owner now meant the world to this dog. However, one day the new owner took up a new job. The new owner was not like the first who left the dog on its own after his new commitment. This new owner still made time for the dog, bringing it out to play as well as giving it treats often. The new owner was the dog's world and the dog tried its best to love the new owner. But as the days went by, the new owner got busier and busier. The way he treated and talked to the dog seemed to have changed, even if it was a tiny bit. Was the dog being too paranoid? The dog got scared. Was it all happening again?

What do you think happens next?