Finally, the much awaited day arrived and I was brought to my new home.
My owner, was a fourteen year old boy by the name of Nicholas. He loved me very much, and he promised me that he would love and care for me his whole life. I returned his love, and loved him much more than myself after that. Every day when he came home from school, I would shower him with licks and canter round him, giddy with joy, and nearly knocking myself out with my hyperactive tail, which refused to stay still. He would make time for me, and brushed my coat, which gleamed under his care. He would caress me lovingly, and I would whine happily.
But alas, all good things must come to an end. All of a sudden, he started to negle