Poems

DEDICATED TO PEOPLE IN RESCUE

I wasn't a pup when I came to your home,
I'd been dumped on the road, left to roam.
Don't remember the people except the pain.
They left me to die in the cold and the rain.
You were driving down the hwy, it was late at night
When you saw the faintest glimmer of light.
You took a chance and turned around
Got out of the van and knelt to the ground.
My quivering body felt the gentlest of hands.
I knew I need not make any demands.
In your heart, and your home, there was always room
For those who would face certain doom.
You healed my body and you healed my heart.
You gave me what I needed, a fresh start.
When I cried at night, you were always there
With soft words, a kiss, a hug to share.
When I misbehaved and would cower with guilt
You only showed love.....up to the hilt.
You loved and cared for me in sickness and health
Our love for each other was more precious than wealth.
Even when you were tired and had a bad day
You'd always come home to me and say,
"I missed you my baby. I'm glad to be back."
Then you'd give me kiss, a hug and a pat.
We'd have a nice dinner then go out to play
There was so much love I wanted to stay.
But my eyes, they faded and my heart grew weak
As my time grew closer you could not speak.
You held me tight, tears flowed from your eyes
We both had to say our sad good byes.
The release from pain we knew must end
No more time on this Earth would we spend
Running in the fields, playing ball
Sitting quietly together at the end of it all.
But our time together is not through
Because I'll be there waiting for you
At the edge of the Rainbow Bridge I'll stand
Until I once again see those gentle hands.
I'll run to you with tail held high
We will never again have to say good-bye.
My love at death, it does not end
Because you are, indeed, dogs best friend.

Jeane Illsche
June 21, 1998
Permission to reprint given


A STRAY DOG'S PRAYER

"Dear God, please send me somebody who'll care! I'm tired of running, I'm sick with despair. My body is aching, it's so racked with pain. And dear God I pray, as I run in the rain, That someone will love me and give me a home, A warm cozy bed and a big juicy bone.

My last owner tied me all day in the yard, Sometimes with no water, and God, that was hard. So I chewed my leash, God, I ran away. To rummage in garbage and live as a stray. But now, God, I'm tired and hungry and cold. And I'm so afraid that I'll never grow old.

They've chased me with sticks and hit me with stones While I run the streets just looking for bones. I'm not really bad, God, please help if you can, For now I have become just a "Victim of Man." I'm wormy, dear God, and I'm ridden with fleas, And all that I want is an Owner to please.

If you find one for me God, I'll try to be good, I won't chew their shoes and I'll do as I should. I'll love them, protect them and try to obey When they tell me sit, lie down or stay. I don't think I'll make it too long on my own. 'Cause I'm getting so weak and I'm so all alone.

Each night as I sleep in the bushes I cry, 'Cause I am so afraid, God, that I'm gonna die. I've got so much love and devotion to give, That I should be given a new chance to live, So dear God, please answer my prayer, And send me someone who will really care...

That is, dear God, if you are really there!

AUTHOR UNKNOWN


DOG PROPERTY LAWS

1. If I like it, it's mine.
2. If it's in my mouth, it's mine.
3. If I can take it from you, it's mine.
4. If I had it a little while ago, it's mine.
5. If it's mine, it must never appear to be yours in any way.
6. If I'm chewing something up, all the pieces are mine.
7. If it just looks like mine, it's mine.
8. If I saw it first, it's mine.
9. If you are playing with something and you put it down, it automatically becomes mine.
10. If it's broken, it's yours.

AUTHOR UNKNOWN


LIFE LESSONS LEARNED FROM A DOG:

1. If you stare at someone long enough, eventually you'll get what you want.
2. Don't go out without ID.
3. Be direct with people; let them know exactly how you feel by piddling on their shoes.
4. Be aware of when to hold your tongue, and when to use it.
5. Leave room in your schedule for a good nap.
6. Always give people a friendly greeting. A cold nose in the crotch is most effective.
7. When you do something wrong, always take responsibility (as soon as you're dragged shamefully out from under the bed).
8. If it's not wet and sloppy, it's not a real kiss.

AUTHOR UNKNOWN


SO YOU STILL WANT A NEW PUPPY?

Don't smell crotches, Don't eat plants.
Don't steal food or underpants.
Don't eat my socks, don't grab my hair. . . DON'T RIP THE STUFFING FROM THAT CHAIR!
Don't eat those peas! Don't touch that bush! Don't chew my shoes. . . What IS that mush?
Eat your cookie, drink your drink, Outta the toilet! Outta the sink!
AWAY FROM THE CAT BOX, IT'S FOR THE CAT! (And MUST you kiss me? After that???)
Yes, raising a puppy, is not for the lazy! Though puppies are funny, they're also quite crazy.
But don't despair, though its toil and strife. After 3 years, you'll get back your life!
So, let's go for "walkies", you can "do your thing" (And perhaps I'll get back my GOOD DIAMOND RING!)

AUTHOR UNKNOWN


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