Blaze

Blaze was ashamed. He had been caught, all because of his own daring and stupidity. He knew he shouldn't have been roaming the Alley's that afternoon, but he had been feeling to good to wait to go out until dark. And now he was to pay.

He was led into a small lobby, a muzzle around his mouth, to prevent him from biting his captors. But they didn't have to worry. He wasn't the agressive type. He looked around the lobby. There was a counter with two people working on computers. There were some shelves with cheap dog toys and treats and collars. Adn in the corner were some empty kennels stacked up. He sighed and layed down while his captor talked to the people behind the counter. Then when a nice looking lady came in and took his leash from the man with a gentle tug, he stood and followed her, his plumed tail between his legs.

They entered a small room with a shiny steel table in the middle, with various other appliances along the walls. She was lifted onto the table, and he whined. "Hey, it's not that bad! You might get to go to a nice home soon!" The lady said as she checked him for microchips. Finding none, she gave him some shots to prevent him from contracting any diseases. "We will have to get you fixed, though." The lady said apologetically. Fortunately, the border collie didn't understand what she had said.

He was taken to a smal kennel in the large dog section of the pound. He tried one last time to dart out but the gate was slammed before he could. He sat back on his haunches and sighed. Then he stood and studied his new home. There was a bed in the corner, very worn and faded from many uses and washes. There was a bowl of water, and an empty bowl he assumed was for food. Then he stepped through the flap that separated the indoor from the outdoor run. Outside he had a concrete rectangle of about five feet long and four feet wide. Smallish, he thought, and looked through the links in the fence. There was a small yard with grass and some tiny shrubs. He figured people could play with the dogs they were interested in. He hoped he wouldn't have to stay locked up in his cramped living quarters for long.

He stayed outside until it grew dark, and then went inside when he heard the chorus of barking. Not wanting to miss what was so exciting, he darted back through the flap.