[ WP ] You spend years as a war prisioner in a small cell . Suddenly you realize you are , in fact , a dog .

I first became suspicious of my surroundings when I commented to my cellmate Mr Whiskers, for the umpteenth time, that'God this food they serve tastes like dog food!' It was at this point I saw my reflection back in the silver bowel and realised I was in fact a golden retriever. Well I say golden, I am unsure of the colour as I am colourblind. Nevertheless I could not help but be slightly relieved as I realised that the guards were n't molesting me all these years but actually just stroking my belly, as any normal dog would expect. This still does n't make up for the neutering though.
