My name is Rhubarb and I'm a dog. Well, from the moment I opened my eyes, I knew that my mother, a big white dog, was grooming my fluff.

Mom is a stray dog, so so am I, we are homeless, but I don't worry at all because I'm with my mom.

When I was very young, I grew up hiding in a sewer pipe and drinking my mother's milk every day, and my mother would sometimes leave.

And as I grew up, my mom started taking me out of that pipe and into the city.

The outside world is big, and there are a lot of strange things, some that move and some that don't. There are very huge, countless times larger than themselves. There are also very small ones, much smaller than my own paws, and I am curious about everything.

I followed my mom through the city, and we looked for food on the ground, in garbage heaps, wherever we could. Sometimes you can find a lot and eat enough, but sometimes you can't find anything, and you will starve.

In the city, in addition to us looking for food, there are other dogs. Of course, there is also an animal that is specifically against us, and my mother told me that they are called cats.

Most of the time cats don't dare to provoke us, but sometimes there are too many cats and they will have the courage to provoke, but this time my mother will protect me.

Aside from cats and dogs, the most I saw was a huge monster that walked upright, and they called people.

People are very strange creatures, they have very good ones, they will play with me, give me food, stroke my head and chin, and feel as comfortable as my mother licking me.

And the people are very scary, they will beat me, they will chase me, they will throw me with things, and it hurts when they are hit.

Whenever this happens, my mom will protect me, some people will be scared away, but some even my mom can't beat me, and once my mom was injured and we ran away.

In this way, I lived with my mother in the city, sometimes starving, sometimes beating, and even protecting myself from other cats and dogs, but I felt very happy until one day I .......

A strange group of people showed up, they had an aura that scared me, they drove a huge steel monster and grabbed my mom with a net-like thing, and then they grabbed me.

My mom and I were put in a steel cage, and we were separated by a lot of other dogs.

The other dogs kept barking, I was scared, I wanted to be with my mother, but the damn cage kept me from getting out, my mother was far away, I could feel it, I could hear her, but I just couldn't see it.

One time I finally saw my mother, she was put on a rope by a terrible person, and she pulled hard, and her mother struggled hard, but it didn't work. Then there was another person next to him, who hit her mother on the top of the head with a huge stick.

Mom bled a lot, and then the man hit him with another stick.

Mom's blood splattered, her voice getting quieter and quieter, and then she finally lay motionless on the ground.

Those terrible people used knives to break open Mom's belly, and then took a strange thing and burned Mom's body, and Mom's beautiful white hair was burned off.

Finally they took out a steel rack and skewered my mother on top and roasted it on the fire, and finally they tore her open and ate it little by little. After eating, everyone showed a satisfied smile.

This was the last time I saw my mother, the mother who was eaten.

I cried for the first time that day, and I kept yelling, but I couldn't get my mom back.

Then, I knew, I didn't have a mom anymore.

From that moment on, I was afraid of people, I hated people, I hated people...... And from that day on, I tried to observe.

I'm very smart, my mother has praised me since I was a child, no matter what my mother taught me, I can learn it as soon as I can, and even sometimes I learn people, their movements, their actions .......

In the cage, I observed people, and I noticed that every time they caught a dog out, they would pull open a strange thing outside the cage with their hands, slide that thing, and the door would open.

Then I learned to stick my paws out of the iron cage and fiddle with that strange thing, and tried so many times that I actually got it open.

I pushed open the door of the iron cage and walked out.

There was no one in the house, but there were people outside, I could hear it, and it seemed like a lot.

I wanted revenge, to help my mother get revenge, but I knew that I couldn't do anything with one dog, we couldn't beat people, and then I looked at the other dogs.

Maybe I don't have enough dogs, but there are so many dogs here.

So I slid away the strange things one by one and let the dogs out.

But the other dogs are stupid, they don't know how to be quiet, I just let them out, and then they will bark around the room, smash things, and finally get people's attention.

The man opened the door and came in and took a look, and then he was very angry, and he picked up the stick and beat it indiscriminately, and at this time I only released twenty or thirty, which was not much.

I didn't have time though, and I knew when I saw someone come in, so I didn't have time to let go of the remaining dogs, so I rushed towards the gate with the dogs I had let go.

I want revenge on my mother, and some dogs too, they hate humans, but ...... , some cowards don't care about humans at all, only care about their own escape.

Less than half of the dogs attack people, and I'm here too, and I want to take revenge on humans with my teeth, but there are a lot of people, and they hold sticks, and they wield them very scariably, and when they are hit, a dog will lose its mobility.

Soon, four or five of our more than ten dogs were injured, and the rest began to be unafraid, and at this time I knew that it was impossible to take revenge, so I had to find a way to leave first, and I couldn't be caught by them again, otherwise I would be eaten too.

I mixed in with the other dogs and rushed towards the gate, and the people chased after us angrily, some of the dogs ran out, and some of the dogs were caught back.

I was lucky enough to get out, but unfortunately because I was hit the back leg.

I fled this horrible terrain with a limp in severe pain.

I didn't dare to go where there were people, I was afraid that they would catch me back again, I walked along the shadows, the paths, the bushes, and then slowly I came to a river.

At this point, I was in excruciating pain, and every movement would bring me immense pain.

At the same time, I felt that my body was weakening, and there was a fear of death that hung over me, and I felt like I was going to die.

I'm going to die, I'm scared, I have an instinctive desire to survive.

I struggled to the river and licked the water, but it didn't work, I still felt uncomfortable, especially on my hind legs, which I couldn't seem to feel anymore.

And then, I suddenly noticed in horror that there was a man who had spotted me and was walking towards me.