I am so lucky to be the first crossbred dog.))
Cross laid in her resting space, licking her wound after her only loss. It was a huge gash. She whimpered and moped around, trying to handle the pain. She hoped no other dogs would see her whimpering and moping around, or else they would think she was a loser. She was alone in her own shelter, no dog beside her. She ate some food. After she ate 1 more piece of her food she mumbled "Damn dreams..." and laid down and began to sleep, after hours of whimpering and moping around.