Mongo was a gorgeous , golden labrador dog .
He was sponatnious , wild and had bags full of enthusiasm .
His hair was soft and shiny .
Children played with him , parents trusted him and all his friends worshipped the ground he walked on .
Now Mongo's owner , however .
Was a bitter old man , who went by the name of Mr Paul .
Mr Paul was a short and chubby man .
He had a receding greyey/black hairline and a very unattractive goatie .
He wore tattered old , blue slippers , a tee shirt that was too small for him and a pair of ugly , out of fashion jeans .
Mr Paul was disliked by everyone . Yet his close neighbours still felt sorry for him .
He was a loner and if it wasnt for his beloved , loyal dog , Mongo .
He would die alone .
Realising he had no one around , who loved or cared about him .
One day an elderly woman , moved into the empty house next door .
Mongo grew very fond of her and would often venture over to her place .
They would go for long walks , play frisbee on the beach or in the garden and talk on her porch .
Mr Paul grew very envious , over their close relationship and ordered mongo to never see her or talk to her again .
Till this very day .
Mongo always regretted the way he treated her and left her confused , with her unanswered questions .
He remained loyal to to the bitter old Mr Paul and remained shut in doors .
Howling in his own guilt and shame and crying like a lost puppy .
Mongo forever wished , he could see her again and explain how sorry he was , about the way he treated her .
Regretting the fact he never spoke up for himself then and there .
He remained a spinless dog , from that point on .
Leaving his cute , little tail to dangle , between his legs .