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Chapter 1

"Let Me Introduce Myself"

     Hi, my name is Cappie. I am a rescued Chocolate Labrador Retriever. I am about 

twelve months old and I had a bit of a rough start before I met my new family. Let me 

tell you a little bit about myself. I was adopted by a truck driver as a puppy. One cold 

winter night he put me outside in a pen with no food or water and he never came back. 

It seemed like such a long time, but it was only two weeks. There were times that I was 

so cold and hungry. I would curl up to keep warm and drink melted snow when I was 

thirsty. I hoped my owner would come back to get me, but he never did.

     One day a lady came to get me. she was from Angels for Animals. She took me to 

her shelter and fed me and gave me a warm place to sleep. I was so hungry and thin 

because I hadn't eaten in a long time. I stayed there for awhile and had a lot of friends 

who didn't have a family like me. Every day people would come and visit and sometimes 

my friends would be adopted, but I never was. I wondered if I would ever get a home 

and family. One day, after I had given up hope, a family came in and played with me. 

They adopted me! They were a nice family, but they had two little dogs. I tried to treat 

them like sisters, but they never wanted to play and they got really mad when I took 

their toys. Their toys were really fragile and they broke easily when I tried to grab them. 

Well, to make a long story short, I got in trouble for playing too much. Can you imagine 

getting in trouble for playing too much? I just didn't understand it. I never did quite 

understand humans!

     One day, my new mom took me to her office and told me that I was being 

adopted again by a new family. At first, I was so sad. I felt like no one wanted me or 

loved me. I was a likeable dog, or at least I thought so. Well, it was

finally time to meet my new family for the second time. I really hoped that 

family number two would want to keep me. I was really beginning to feel so 

sad and I kept thinking that something was wrong with me. Was I too big?

Did I want to play too much? Did I bark a lot? I kept wondering why no one

wanted to give me a new home. Finally, after waiting a long time, a tall, blonde

lady came into the office, looked at me, and said I was cute. Hmmm, maybe 

this family might not be so bad. She said she had gone to the pet store and

bought me a bunch of toys, a bed and a crate. I wondered what kind of toy a crate 

was.

     I got into the car with her and on the way home she kept telling me how

cute I was. I was beginning to think that this family may be the family I have

been looking for. I kept looking out of the window to see if anything looked

familiar to me. The lady kept telling me we were going home. I wondered,

where was home? Suddenly, the car went through some big black gates and 

the lady said that we were home. This wasn't a house, it was a little smaller than a 

house. There wasn't a big yard. I was a little worried, would there be enough 

smells and grass for me to go to the bathroom? I would have to go out and mark my 

spot. We went inside and I couldn't believe my eyes! There in the middle of 

the family room was a bed just for me and a box of toys!

Not the little toys that my other family had for those little dogs, but big ones, 

ones I could sink my teeth into, and I did!

My first day 

in my new house.

I think I may like

it here!

Chapter 2

"My New Family"

     The first thing my Mom and Dad did was change my name. My name had been 

Missy, then Macy. That wasn't too bad to get used to because it sounded the 

same. My new family decided to call me, Cappie. Cappie, I wondered, what is a 

Cappie? I overheard them telling their friends that it was short for "The Captain". 

I guess I am a captain. I wonder what a captain does? They told their friends that 

they were going to buy a boat some day and that I would be the captain. I hope 

they realize that I have never been on a boat before, so I don't know how I will 

do at being a captain!

     After a few days, I felt at home. My new Mom and Dad kept telling me how 

cute I was and how much they loved me. I was really trying hard to be a good 

dog. I really wanted them to love me. I think this may be my new home to stay. I 

knew I was staying for a while because they took me to a Veterinarian. He is a 

doctor for dogs. His name was Dr. Albert. He was funny. He kept making jokes 

about me. He said I would be getting a shot. The only thing that surprised me 

was that I felt something odd in my bottom. Ouch! Whatever it was it hurt a lot! 

My Mom said it was a thermometer. My Mom also said that I was normal, so I 

must be ok.

Boy, did my Mom and Dad have a lot of questions for Dr. Albert.

      After that we went to the pet store. That's the best toy store for dogs! I got 

all kinds of bones and toys. I have a habit of barking when I get all excited, so 

Mom and Dad figured they'd shut me up with bones when I barked. They also 

signed me up for obedience lessons, so sometimes I must have been bad.

      On Monday morning, Mommy told me that she loved me and put me in the 

crate. Now I know what a crate is! It's a big cage that keeps dogs out of trouble 

while people go to work. When Daddy came in to say good-bye and saw me in 

the crate, I gave him such a sad face! I put my ears down and my face on my 

paws. I made my eyes look very sad, too. My Daddy felt so bad for me, so he 

went and got his t-shirt along with a blanket to put in the crate with me. It made 

me feel so much better because I had my Daddy smells with me all day. Daddy 

also turned on the TV for me. He put cartoons on for me. My favorite is Scooby 

Doo. After a few hours, I really had to go to the bathroom. Good thing my mom 

got a pet nanny to come and let me out. I really had to go! I didn't like the crate 

much, but when my Mommy and Daddy went to work, I had to go in there, so I 

got used to it. I slept all day and was really ready to play when they got home 

from work.

After dinner, my Mommy and Daddy would go to bed. They were tired after a 

long day at work. After they were tucked into bed, I would bark at them until 

they would play with me. It worked!

     Wow, do I have a great Dad. Every night after he gets home from work he 

throws the ball for me. He also taught me how to catch a frisbee. I catch it 

almost every time! I love to play with my Daddy. It's so much fun! I think he 

loves to play with me, too. He always tells everyone how good I am at catching 

a frisbee.

Chapter 3

"Then I went to School"

I had heard other dogs talk about school, but I didn't really know what school 

was. Mom and Dad told me that I was going to go to obedience classes. They 

explained to me that it was a school for dogs. I wasn't quite sure what a school 

was, so I was a little scared. I really worried about fitting in at school. 

Sometimes it's hard for me to sit still and that's why I get into trouble, a lot. 

My Mommy always says that I am gifted and so smart. That must be my 

problem, I get bored very easily. We arrived at the pet store which is my 

favorite toy store. This school thing won't be too bad since it's in the same 

place as the toy store. As we were walking in the door, I noticed a lot of other 

dogs in a great big square walled-in area in the middle of the store. This must 

be my classroom, I thought. Wow! There were so many other dogs of all colors 

and sizes. All of the dogs wanted to play, too, even the little ones. I think 

school is going to be fun! Look at all of these toys and bones and the smells! 

Oh boy, I thought, I can't wait to get started. Then we walked into my 

classroom in the middle of the toy store. I was a little scared because there 

were a lot of dogs and they looked a lot different than I did. Some were very 

small and had high-pitched barks, while others were big and had very loud, low 

barks.

They would smell my bottom, which I know is a "dog thing," but being the lady 

that I am,   I was a bit embarrassed to say the least! So trying to be polite, I 

smelled their bottoms right back! I guess it was a way to get to know them 

better. Suddenly, I smelled treats! Oh boy, I thought, this school thing is going to 

be fun! Daddy always has treats in his pocket just for me. I was a little confused, 

though, Dad didn't just give me a treat, he kept telling me to sit, roll over and 

shake. I soon learned that if I did those things that I would get a treat. I loved 

treats so much that I did anything my Dad asked me to. I did so well that I was 

first in my class. Mommy and Daddy were so proud. I got a special certificate 

when I graduated from my first class.

     In class, there was this really big dog and his name was Roman. He kept 

telling me in "dog language" how hard it was for him to learn. Learning came 

easy for me, but for some dogs I guess it is not so easy. I tried to help him and I 

would try to "show" him what to do, but he tried and tried and he still couldn't 

do it. I felt bad for him because he got so frustrated that he growled and fussed 

so much that his Mommy and Daddy couldn't bring him to school any more. I 

felt so bad for Roman. I only wish that I could've explained to my "human" 

Mommy and Daddy why he was being so grumpy.

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