| Do I Go Home Today? |
| My family brought me home cradled in their arms. They cuddled me and smiled at me and said I was full of charm. They laughed and played with me and showered me with toys. I sure do love my family, especially the little 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. They even fought to hold the leash, I'm very proud to say. These are the things I shall not forget - a cherished memory. I now live in the shelter - without my family. They laughed and praised me when I played with that old shoe. But I didn't know the difference between the old and the new. 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 bedroom rug. They said I was out of control and would have to live outside. This I did not understand, even though I tried and I 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 goodbye. If I had only had some training as a little pup. I wouldn't be so hard to handle when I was all grown up. "You only have one day left". I heard the workers say. Does this mean I have a second chance? Do I go home today? --Author Unknown |
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