I woke up early in the morning and found that a stray dog mother had come to the house and had given birth to a puppy. Since you choose to make this place your home, I will be a qualified owner and take care of the growth record of the puppy for a hundred days!

I woke up early in the morning and found that a stray dog mother had come to the house and had given birth to a puppy. Since you choose to make this place your home, I will be a qualified owner and take care of the growth record of the puppy for a hundred days!

I woke up early one morning to the sound of whimpering outside my door. I groggily stumbled out of bed and went to investigate, and was surprised to find a stray dog mother lying on my doorstep, nursing a tiny puppy.

My heart immediately went out to the little family. I knew I couldn’t just leave them there, vulnerable and exposed to the elements. So, I decided to take action.

I quickly gathered some blankets and set up a makeshift shelter for the mother and her puppy. I brought them some food and water, and watched as they eagerly devoured it. I could tell that the mother was grateful for the help, and I felt a sense of joy and purpose in being able to provide for them.

Over the next few days, I found myself becoming more and more attached to the little puppy. I watched as it grew stronger and more curious, exploring its surroundings and playing with its mother. I knew that I couldn’t just leave it to fend for itself, so I made the decision to become its owner.

I named the puppy Max, and made a vow to take care of him for the first hundred days of his life. I would document his growth and progress, and make sure that he received all the care and attention he needed to thrive.

The first few weeks were a bit of a challenge. Max was a bundle of energy and curiosity, and he loved to explore his surroundings and get into everything. But I was determined to be a good owner, so I made sure that he had plenty of food, water, and exercise.

As the days went by, Max began to grow and develop at an astonishing rate. He quickly learned how to walk, run, and play, and he developed a mischievous streak that kept me on my toes. I loved watching him grow and change, and I felt a sense of pride and joy in being able to provide for him.

As the hundredth day approached, I couldn’t believe how much Max had grown. He was now a healthy, active, and playful puppy, full of life and energy. I knew that it was time for me to let him go, to allow him to explore the world on his own and to find his own place in it.

I said goodbye to Max with a heavy heart, but I knew that he would be okay. He had learned so much during his first hundred days of life, and he had the skills and resilience he needed to thrive in the world. And I knew that I would always cherish the memories of our time together, and the joy and love that he had brought into my life.