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I Found Out I Was Adopted

I Found Out I Was Adopted

By: wondercrateAdmin

I’ve always known I was a little different from my pack. The car doesn’t move when I try to drive it. I have special little stairs to get on the bed. The food they give me sucks. This has raised some questions for me over the years, but never so much as today. 

Mom took me on a longer than usual walk down to the river today, and something happened that I haven’t been able to stop thinking about. While sniffing a gloriously pee-covered leaf, I heard footsteps. By the time I looked up, I was perfectly eye to eye with another dog, one who felt strangely familiar. I have actually never seen myself, but I could sense that we were alike. Our moms got to talking, and laughed when they discovered that we were adopted from the same litter. That’s when everything changed.

Here I’ve been, living in this house for 10 years and no one bothered to tell me that I was adopted?! Did it just slip their minds?! Were they too busy?! I feel a bit hurt, but also excited by the prospect that I could have an even bigger family. I spend a lot of time looking out the window these days. Do they like stealing socks? Is their food better? Much to think about.

For now,


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