To all our members, may you have a safe and Happy New Year. May this year bring room in your heart and home for a new addition. There are many little ones out there that are need of loving homes. Please seriously consider that in actuality, if you can handle one than one more is really not that difficult. They need all the love and support we can give them. I can attest based on the 17 rescues I have, there is never a dull or non entertaining moment especially when these new ones come to the realization that they have finally and truly come home forever.
They may be four legged and hairy and do not speak English well, but they are my children and above all they receive my respect and my protection.
I used to know this family; I met them as a pup.*
I guess they never realized someday I would grow up.*
�Come here, Jack, come and play� I remember they would call,*
but as time went on, I stayed alone, they never called at all,*
They would come out back to give me water and make sure I was fed,*
and if I was really lucky they would pat me on the head.*
But then I'd get excited and I'd jump and try to play,*
they would push me back away again," Get off me, Jack!� they�d say.*
The days got so much longer as I sat there all alone,*
I could see them laugh and play through the windows of their home.*
One day they brought a leash and said, �Come on Boy, lets go�*
and the horrors that would follow I could never know.*
As they put me out I heard them say, "Someone will take him home."*
Without a word or backward glance, suddenly they were gone.*
I was sure that they'd come back for me, this was all a mistake!*
The thought that they would leave me here, I just could not take.*
All night I waited in that spot, wondering what to do,*
another dog walked by, head hung low, guess he'd been left here, too.*
I can't remember just how long I lived out on the street,*
eventually I got sick and thin, as food was obsolete*
One day I found I was so weak that I couldn't even stand,*
as starvation overcame me, I felt a gentle hand.*
They lifted me into a truck and said, �It'll be all right."*
They took me to a shelter where I was to spend the night.*
They gave me water and some food and then on the next day,*
"We have to end his suffering. He's sick� I heard them say*
They took me to a quiet room and talked real sweet to me,*
"Just a little stick, ol� boy, and then you'll be set free."*
As I was getting sleepier, they stroked gently on my face,*
and I thought about the family, wondered who would take my place.*
Whatever wrong that I had done, I hoped he wouldn't do the same.*
Life's too hard when you're all alone and no one knows your name.*
So while my pain is ending and life slowly drifts away,*
I hope someone remembers me, I'm Jack, the nameless stray.*
growing old
Happy New Year
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