My family
brought me home cradled in their arms.
They
cuddled me and smiled at me and said I was full of charm.
They played
with me and laughed with me and showered me with toys.
I sure do
love my family, especially the girls and boys.
The
children loved to feed me, they gave me special treats.
They even
let me sleep with them - all snuggled in the sheets.
I used to
go for walks, often several times a day.
Oh, it was
just so wonderful to be able to play and play and play.
They are
the things I'll not forget - a cherished memory.
I now live
in the shelter - without my family.
They used
to laugh and praise me when I played with that old shoe.
The kids
and I would grab a rag, for hours we would tug.
So I
thought I did the right thing when I chewed the bathroom rug.
They said
that I was out of control, and would have to live outside.
This I did
not understand, although I tried and tried.
The walks
stopped, one by one, they said they hadn't time.
I wish that
I could change things, I wish I knew my crime.
My life
became so lonely, in the backyard, on a chain.
I barked
and barked all day long to keep from going insane.
So they brought
me to the shelter but were embarrassed to say why.
They said I
caused an allergy, and then they each kissed me good-bye.
If I'd only
had some obedience training, as a little pup.
I wouldn't
have been so hard to handle when I was all grown up.
“You only
have one day left", I heard the worker say.
Does that
mean I have a second chance?? DO I GO HOME TODAY??
(Sandi Thompson, 1991)
*****
I would like to thank Sandi Thompson, BRAVO!PUP Puppy & Dog Training,
for her kind permission to publish her poem on my blog.

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