{"sf1_id":491353,"sf2_id":"pnG53d6e","title":"The Chronicles of Axel: Puppy Years (Into Story)","author":"King1231","words":366,"posted_at":"2013-01-22T22:35:00.000Z","tags":["Axel","Magic","Story","original story"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/491353-the-chronicles-of-axel-puppy-years-into-story","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/pnG53d6e","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/ba/39/ba39f95d-ba9d-4da6-9b8d-0cd87705b3be","description":"","content":"The Chronicles of Axel: The Puppy Years\n\n(Note: If it sounds childish, thats because it is. Its from a pup's perspective)\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nMy life as a dog was fairly normal. I lived alone with my mother for years and didn't real get out much. You could say that I was a social outcast or a loner, but I wouldn't mind it because it was true. I was an only pup, but something inside of me was telling me otherwise. My mom was the best mom ever! She would always take me to the park and I would enjoy running around with all the other pups and she would always pack my favorite lunch, a peanut butter sandwich with the crust cut off and a box of apple juice. When I was three I learned that I was special, mom told me that I was magical. I didn't know what she meant by that at the time, but I would later find out.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nGoing to pup school I was always obedient because mom taught me that I had to be a good puppy or else id grow up to be a bad dog, and end up in the dog pound. I didn't have many friends, but I did have some really good friends. We even formed our own little clue for dogs, the good puppy club. We lived in a good neighborhood and had a nice house, but I didn't care where we were, as long as I was with mom, I was happy.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nI didn't have a dad growing up because he had left us when I was very little and i don't remember him, but mom says that he was an angel, and that she missed him a lot. Mom dated a some guys, but none to them could replace dad. She was very sad about losing dad, but she said i was his gift to her, which always made her cry with happiness. She loved me, and she would always call me her little jewel, which always made me blush. I loved my puphood, but as time went on, things changed for the worse and this is where the really story begins.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}