Bye Baby
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.
Written by an Animal Shelter Volunteer in
Massena, NY
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Animal Rescuer's Creed
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I'll
never bring about world peace.
I
won't single handedly save the rain forest.
I'm
not a brain surgeon and I'll never transplant an
organ to save a life.
I
don't have the ear of a powerful politician or
world power.
I
can't end world hunger.
I'm
not a celebrity, and God knows I'm not
glamorous!
I'm
not looked up to by millions around the world.
Very
few people even recognize my name.
I'll
never win the Nobel prize or end global warming.
There
are a lot of things that I'll never do or
become.
But
today I helped place an animal!
It
was a small, scared, bundle of flesh and fur
that was dumped
at a shelter, or on the streets by unfeeling
people who didn't care what happened to it,
but
yet who were responsible for it having existence
in the first place.
I
helped find it a loving home.
It
now has contentment and an abundance of love. A
warm place to
sleep
and plenty to eat. Two little girls have a warm
and playful new friend
who
will give them unending affection and teach them
about responsibility and love.
A wife
and mother has a new free spirit to cuddle,
nurture and care for.
A
husband and father has a furry friend to sit in
his lap at the end
of a
hard day of work and help him relax and enjoy
life.
And a
sense of satisfaction, that when he is gone all
day at work, that
there
is a gentle spirit in his home keeping watch
over his family.
No,
I'm not a rocket scientist. But today, I made a
difference!
And I'll do it tomorrow, too, if given a chance.
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Just My Dog
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He's
just my dog. He is my other eyes that can see
above the clouds; my other ears that hear above
the winds.
He has
told me more than a thousand times over that I
am his reason for being -- by the way he rests
against my leg, by the way he thumps his tail at
my smallest smile, by the way he shows his hurt
when I leave without taking him. (I think it
makes him sick with worry when he is not along
to care for me).
When I am wrong, he is delighted to forgive.
When I am angry he clowns to make me smile.
When I am happy, he is joy unbounded.
When I am a fool, he ignores it. When I succeed,
he brags. Without him, I am only another person.
With him, I am all powerful.
He
has taught me the meaning of devotion is loyalty
itself. With him, I know the secret comfort and
a private peace. He has brought me understanding
where before I was ignorant. His head on my knee
can heal my human hurts. His presence by my side
is protection against my fears of dark and
unknown things.
He has
promised to wait for me ... whenever ...
wherever ... in case I need him, and I expect I
will, as I always have.
Who is he? -- He's just --
MY DOG! |
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