After Ms. Delilah and me went joyriding for awhile; she told me she had to drop me off at Strawberry. Strawberry? What's that? Is that home? Maybe it's that thing she kept typing on and taking pictures of me with. No silly, she said, it's a kennel and because I've been in a shelter I have to go here for 10 days in insolation to make sure I didn't pick up something bad at jail. I got scared again and I didn't want to come out of the car so Ms. Delilah had to carry me. She told Ms. Debbie and Ms. Kim that if she had to keep carrying me she's going to have to buy me a doggy stroller. I saw a bunch of little creatures there too. Ms. Delilah said they're called cats and I can't touch them. There was a very nice lady, Ms. Diana, at Strawberry that cut off the ulgy collar I got at jail and then she took me away. Ms. Delilah gave me a big hug and told me I'll be ok. I hope so.
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