Gestures are all that I have. I occasionally become overdramatic just to get my point across and understood without question. I have no words that I can rely on. My tongue was designed long and flat. Therefore, it is horribly ineffective. Ineffective to push food around my mouth. Ineffective to make clever sounds that can be linked to form sentences. So Im just here. Waiting for Kris, my owner, to get home. I care about him just as much as he cares about me. If I had the ability to speak, I couldve saved him from so much heartbreak. But, much to my dismay, Im a dog. Dogs cant speak.This is my life.This, is my story.   ForewordNew writer-- ._.This is my first story here so I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it blah, blah, blah. JK--I was inspired by my favorite authors for the general idea of this book since I really love his stories.This story is uplifting, heart-wrenching, but deeply funny. Its about family, love, loyalty, and hope. --A captivating look at the wonders and weird ideals of life..as only a dog could tell it. Enjoy.- Rx.Rx