By Isabeau
Date 17.04.04 22:08 UTC
I am trying to collect a bunch of poems and stories about rescueing animals, their shelter life or anything else you wonderful people might have. I will start it off.
ONE BY ONE ...
One by One, they pass by my cage,
Too old, too worn, too broken, no way.
Way past his time, he can't run and play.
Then they shake their heads slowly and go on their way.
A little old man, arthritic and sore,
It seems I am not wanted anymore.
I once had a home, I once had a bed,
A place that was warm, and where I was fed.
Now my muzzle is grey, and my eyes slowly fail.
Who wants a dog so old and so frail?
My family decided I didn't belong,
I got in their way, my attitude was wrong.
Whatever excuse they made in their head,
Can't justify how they left me for dead.
Now I sit in this cage, where day after day,
The younger dogs get adopted away.
When I had almost come to the end of my rope,
You saw my face, and I finally had hope.
You saw thru the grey, and the legs bent with age,
And felt I still had life beyond this cage.
You took me home, gave me food and a bed,
And shared your own pillow with my poor tired head.
We snuggle and play, and you talk to me low,
You love me so dearly, you want me to know.
I may have lived most of my life with another,
But you outshine them with a love so much stronger.
And I promise to return all the love I can give,
To you, my dear person, as long as I live.
I may be with you for a week, or for years,
We will share many smiles, you will no doubt shed tears.
And when the time comes that God deems I must leave,
I know you will cry and your heart, it will grieve.
And when I arrive at the Bridge, all brand new,
My thoughts and my heart will still be with you.
And I will brag to all who will hear,
Of the person who made my last days so dear.
Author Unknown
to all those who rescue .....
By Isabeau
Date 17.04.04 22:26 UTC
Free to a Good Home! - The Death Sentence.
This is how some people see your giveaway pet:
Free bait to train fighting dogs.
Free bait to train greyhounds.
Free fish bait.
Free snakes food.
Free money from the research lab.
Free sacrifice for satanic rituals.
Free animal for malicious pranks.
Free animal to set on fire.
Free animal to insert a firecracker into.
Free to a good home to breed indiscriminately.
"Free" is all too often seen as "worthless" in the eye of the beholder.
Please, don't offer your pets FREE to a good home, unless you just don't care what happens to them.
This message is brought to you by the many Volunteers who work endless hours to save pets from the horrors of abuse and homelessness.
By Jackie H
Date 18.04.04 08:26 UTC
Carrie, you have lost me again, whats the matter, did you post a Poem that has been removed - perhaps it was pasted from somewhere else and admin thought is should not have been.
Perhaps you should ask admin what the problem is, they may tell you.
By Lara
Date 18.04.04 08:15 UTC
This poem was written by an animal shelter volunteer in Massena, NY.
No more lonely cold nights or hearing that I'm bad
No more growling belly from the meals I never had.
No more scorching sunshine with a water bowl that's dry.
No more complaining neighbors about the noise when I cry.
No more hearing "shut up", "get down" or "get out of here"!
No more feeling disliked, only peace is in the air.
Euthanasia is a blessing, though some still can't see
why I was ever born If I weren't meant to be.
My last day of living was the best I ever had.
Someone held me very close, I could see she was very sad.
I kissed the lady's face, and she hugged me as she cried.
I wagged my tail to thank her, then I closed my eyes and died.