Today is just another day - to me they're all the same
I have the worst of genes you see, I bear the "staffy" shame.
The shame is in our numbers, there's thousands with no home.
Thousands just like me you'll find, in kennels all alone.

My mum was "just a staffy", my father - well who knows?
Mum, too, became unwanted, as the last puppy goes.
And then begins the process, of money - making deals
A life of "moving on" unfolds, who cares how the staffy feels?
If you have the cash to hand, the staffy pup is yours
But that pup is getting bigger now, just look at those big paws.

You brought me for your image, thought I'd make you look more tough
But you'll find my boisterous nature has already got too much.
If you had thought to train me, with kindness and with praise
You would have had a faithful friend to share your darkest days.
I would lay down my life for you, but you simply cannot see
You make sure you get your money back on what you paid for me.

And on it goes, until one day, I'm no longer worth a dime
The retail on an adult staff - not worth the waste of time.
So what happens to a staffy now? Do you really want to know?
Do you care what will become of us, when we leave our final home?

Have you ever thought to wonder, "Where is that staffy now?"
The "staffy" has another name; he's become a "stray" somehow.
Me, I was put into a car and driven far away
The door held open, I jumped out, I thought to run and play.
It was with joy and happy heart I turned to look for you
You drove away with all my trust and a piece of my heart too.

I wondered round for many days before I was brought here.
Now I wait with heavy heart, trepidation and with fear.
Seven days is all I have you see, seven days for you to claim
The little dog that you threw out, for which you have no shame.

This is my last goodbye now my seven days are up
If only more thought had gone into the future of that pup
As the needle empties to my veins I Iay down with one last sigh
I'm sorry I was born a staff, because it means that I must die.

So very sad and true.Its a shame that woman in the Wonderland programme didn't read that before breeding.

i never see the program but have a look thu  the most recent posts  on here its not much of a wonderland for a posters poor puppy they bred as their now finding out,
very sad :-(

It was very sad :-(

I missed the TV programme too, when was that on?

Just read the poem, i'm sure with the right music and/or visuals i would be blubbering away.

TBH  I'v never heard of the program i tried googling it but you can imagine what stuff come up mostly about xmas,
did find link on you tube to do with wolves at Yellowstone National Park's Winter Wonderland program.

dont think thats the wonderland program their on about do you?

You can still watch it on BBC iplayer-search for Wonderland-Seven pups for seven people.

Thanks Helen, i may have to watch it without sound, missing a bit part of the sound system to this computer :-(

thanks for that will give it a go, xx

BBc i player down for maintenance.

A very sad and tragic poem - all the more so because it is so true to life :( :( :(
Teri x

i see a clip of the start on youtube ,  i dont know what to say i only feel the rest will be as awful as the first bit, awful and as sad as the poem,

maybe the same way they have adverts for children of abuse like the barnardos ones , they should start puting this in ads in hope that some people may think ahead of what will become of the pups instead of what they will earn and how cute the pups will be, their not so cute laying on vets table being PTS when no one wants them,

We have rescued a Staffy cross, we have had her now 3 months.  She was just like this, found beaten and starving.  We believe she is crossed with a ridgeback, most people who see her think that's the case.

She has behaviour problems because of her bad start, and we can only walk her on the lead as she runs off.  But we love her to bits and she loves us and our 3 other dogs.

She was another staffy victim, bread to fight by tinkers we were told, and thrown out....

How can people be so cruel, it beggers belief it really does.

I went around my nices house yesterday and sat with Debo there staffie on my lap, she was wounderful. Katie says she could never part with her because she is so good with her three children 1,3 &6.
Debo will let the children hold her lead (when Katie has her hand full) and never pulls, I cuddled her for half and hourslovely dog.
We also walk with Charlie in the morning another staffie again beautiful dog well trained and gentle.

Its owners I would PTS not the Staffie.

Very sad and a very true poem :(