My name is Penny. The people in blue tell me that I'm awesome and that I'm sweet. They tell me that I'm the best dog ever. But still I sit in this cage, waiting and watching and wondering:
Why am I unwanted?
It can't be that I'm a bad dog. I'm not. I'm actually quite a sweet dog. When I'm around kids, I take it super easy. I go really slow so that they don't get scared because sudden movements and loud noises can be scary, take it from me. I love kids so I don't want them to be nervous around me. I want them to love me and so I can love them back.
It's been a while since I've been loved.
It can't be that I'm not a calm dog, I like nothing better than the couch or the bed or the tiny little doggie bed that doesn't actually fit. People look at me and think I'm going to be this crazy dog with huge spurts of energy. But I'm not. I'm chill and laid-back and easy-going. I think people would like that. I think they would love me.
But clearly I'm wrong.
I can't explain it and I can't make it go away. I can't tell you why no one wants me and no one loves me. I can't tell you why my owners didn't care when I got lost and why they didn't come for me. I can't tell you why I'm still here, in this cage, after 64 days.
I wish I could explain it all.
I wish I could say that my owners moved or got sick or honestly couldn't care for me anymore. I wish I could say that there's something wrong with me or something that keeps me from getting adopted. I wish I could say anything to keep the truth hidden.
The truth that no one wants me.
No one wants a plain, brown wrapper dog. No one wants a dog who isn't unique, no matter how kid-friendly and dog-friendly and cat-friendly I am. I am just another pup in another kennel in another shelter. I do not stand out. I am not super hyper or fluffy or attention-grabbing. I am just another brown face in a sea of brown and black faces.
But let me tell you what I am.
I am loving. I am friendly. I am loyal and I am sweet. I am incredibly special to the people here and to the volunteers who love me. I could care less about cats and I am friends with every dog who comes my way. Kids make my world go round. I am grown and I am calm. Surely, there is someone out there who wants a pup like me. There must be a family out there for me somewhere.
I am Penny.
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