I was living on one of the beaches but the nearby bungalow manager didn't like me or my other doggie chums and, for some reason or other, my other doggie chums started to disappear. It could have been after they had eaten that strange tasting meat which started to appear in the evenings. Brigitte found out about this so came up and took me to the safety of the shelter - by that time, none of my doggie chums were left, only me.
After some time at the shelter I got bored and decided to take my life in my own paws again and ran away.
While I was living at the shelter, Stefan and Sally from Germany were looking after me. Thank you very much.