I should be happy now that I've survived the curse. After 100 lives as a dog it's great to be a human again. But in 20th-century America, a 16-year-old girl just doesn't have the same freedoms as I had back in the late 1600s. Well, the good news is that I am great at history; the bad news is that pirate isn't the profession my parents have in mind for me. If only I could get a plane ticket and a shovel, I'd be able to dig up my treasure and be free.
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A puppy can walk and wander and whine from the minute they leave the amniotic sac. There is a freedom in that, which I learned to appreciate during those first years as a human again. Lying on my back for hours in a crib, wearing a diaper, and drooling made me feel like an idiot. (p. 8)
—From The Dust of 100 Dogs by A. S. King