[ WP ] Write from the perspective of a dog who thinks he is going to the park but is actually going to be euthanized .

Dear fellas, I ca n't believe how fast things move on the outside. I saw a real firetruck once when I was a pup, but now they're everywhere. The world went and got itself in a big damn hurry. The humans got me going to this big green stretch where they run me around and there's other dogs I've got ta be nice to. It's hard work. I try to keep up, but my paws hurt most of the time. I do n't think'Lil Nippy likes me very much. Sometimes after my runnin' I leave some poops for the birds. I keep thinking Blacky might just show up and say hello. But he never does. I hope wherever he is, he's doing okay and making new friends. 
 
 I have trouble sleeping at night. I have bad dreams, like I'm falling. I wake up scared. Sometimes it takes me a while to remember where I am. Maybe I should get in the trash can and rip some shit up like old times, so they'd send me home. I could bite the mean lady who yells at us when we get near Lettuce while I was at it, sort of like a bonus. I guess I'm too old for that sort of nonsense anymore. I do n't like it here. 
 
 Hey, this ai n't the park! What the hell is that silver thing? Ow............
