I am a St. Bernard and I am king of dogs around here. I don't have to do any work, I can do whatever I want. I live in a big house, in the Santa-kissed Santa Clara valley.
This was where I was captured. I was captured by Manuel. He next sold me to the Shop Owner, and he gave me to the man with the red sweater .
I didn't know what they were doing with me and why they were doing this. I was whipped man times and I was put into a cage. There were many other dogs who experienced the same as I did.
I am Francoise and I am Perrault. We believed that Buck could make a good sled dog. So we bought him, and now we are in a boat on our way to Alaska.
It's scary in Alaska, I had to witness a pack of huskies attacking Curly that was horrible. There is also a alpha named Spitz, he definitely shows woes boss. It is very cold, and I get very minimal amount of food but am kid of getting used to it.
I got much much stronger and leaner since I was a pet. I am adapting much better to the cold and minimum amount of food I get. Something is stirring in me though I might need to get to my primitive instincts since I am not getting enough food. I don't know if I like this new life yet.
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