My life started very happily in 1999, when I was born and adopted by a family with children. All was well until I was a pup, but as soon as I grew in size, the children turned nasty and played awful tricks on me to the point that when they were around I had to find somewhere to hide to avoid being tortured. One day, one of the kids became extremely nasty. I only growled at him and barked but he went and lied to my master telling him that I had almost bitten him. That was the end of that – before I knew it, I was packed in the booth of their car and abandoned on the road far away from my home.

Sniffer