Brutus and Pixie.

Just recently, you were loved by everyone. Your owners seemed very fond of you, you had a warm home, always delicious food, and a favorite toy. But in one moment, all of this was gone. One day you and your owners went to the forest, where you usually always walked and had a picnic, next to this forest there was a small town, you had never been there, but you knew that it was there. You were having a great time running and playing with leaves or flowers when you noticed your owners starting to get into the car, you ran to jump in too, but the door closed in front of you. You definitely saw your owner see you running towards them, but you still closed the door. And they drove away. They left you in this forest. You tried to run after the car, but it was faster.

You'd never been alone on the street before, and you started to panic, so you simply started running down the street, wherever your eyes took you. After a long while, you spotted a city and started walking through it. Luckily for you, you didn't spend long on the streets and a middle-aged man found you. He took you home, where another dog, a Malinois named Dexter, was waiting for him. He immediately became friends with you and treated you with care and caution, like a real older brother. One sunny day, your owner sent you and Dexter for a walk to the dog park where Lola, Hugo, Pixie and, of course, Brutus were.