My Life Story:A True Drama

Hi! My name is Chica, and I am going to tell you about my life.
I don't remember the day I was born, but I know I used to live with a very nice lady in Taiwan. Then, She put me in a crate and left me at a loud,noisy building that showed pictures of flying objects-airplanes, I believe you humans call them. I was then picked up by a stranger and carried into a dark room full of bags. I was alone and terrified for a long time, until the plane FINALLY landed. I was thinking to myself "How can humans  like this?" when a different man took me out of the room-thanks,strange man!-and carried me into a room, where a pretty but strange lady picked me up and put me in a car. I was very worried about my mistress-where could she possibly be? Soon, I came to a nice house. The food was good, and there where other dogs, but I could not understand the voices of the humans. They did not speak Taiwan language, but a weird, strange group of sounds. The next day, what do you know? Another group of strangers drove up. There was a Mum,Dad, and 3 siblings. They petted me and called me "Chica" in their funny sounds. I did not know why. At home, my owners called me the nickname of "Itchi" which means "Strawberry". They walked me around a bit, and then I had to go back in the car. The children kept on petting me. We then went on a dark,scary boat, but at least I was not alone. The Mum stayed with me. I was very tired. I wanted to be home with my REAL family.
Many weeks passed. The family gave me treats and fed me and played, but I could not understand their needs. Where was my mistress? And why did they talk funny?
I then realised that I was not wanted at home, and I had been..adopted by this nice family. And now my name was "Chica". I was an adopted dog now.
I learned lots of things, and finally understood the noises. It's English! I now enjoy myself with my family, and no longer look back and what I miss-I can't effect that. I can affect the amount of treats I get in the future,though, so I better be good and cute. I am a very philosophic dog, don't you agree?
I was four when this story happened. Now I am nearly seven. I enjoy eating,sleeping,eating,getting pet,eating,playing, eating, going into the neighbor's yards, and, did I say eating? I also enjoy my career and Ask-A-Pet.