The overnight snow had magnified all the scents. As soon as my lead was off, so was I. With my nose firmly to the ground, I dodged this way and that, circling and backtracking. A new scent, rabbit, I was on a mission, tracking towards the fence and through the bushes, and then the trail suddenly stopped. I pulled up short. Sure enough, there was a rabbit, a dead rabbit on a length of string. I was trying to ponder on this when I felt a sharp pain. My legs folded underneath me. I was thrown over the railings and bundled into the back of a van.
I awoke in a strange environment. Along with about fifty other dogs, I was in a large cage, inside a barn. The smell of farm animals pervaded my senses, but they were all overshadowed by the smell of fear.
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