A Story of a Dog Author: Jennifer C. Brugger I remember when I first saw you friend. I was sticking my nose through the wire kennel at that dreadful place , hoping that mabey someone would want a scruffy yellow pup. Then, you saw me...I remember the exact words that came out of your mouth. You said "Hey pup. you need to be loved, don't you?" So, you told the lady washing the floor that you wanted me. She took the keys, took me out of that loud place filled with anger and fear, and put me and you in a place so that you could play with me. You said that I was good for what you needed me for. A friend. Someone to go fishing with you. Some puppy to wait for you in the yard until you got home from your day at college. So, you payed for me and took me in your truck. We went to a pet store, and I was fascinated by the squawks of the birds, the bubbling of the fish. You let me pick out two toys by myself! Both of them were fluffy and so fun to squeak! Then, you got me a big crate and two bowls and some food. My potty training was kind of hard, and it took me awhile to get used to that doggie-door! I started to chew on shoes, but you always got mad at me. So, I switched to pillows and rugs. That didn't really work either. Finally I understood it! I was suppost to chew on my toys! One day you brought home another human. You said that I would have to be very good now because you were "married". I guess that means that you get to bring home a girl person and keep her forever. I was a big dog, but she liked little dogs. She had this white fluffy one that went up to my hocks. She was comely, but she also barked alot. One gloomy rainy day, her dog and I were playing with eachother. You had kids then, and your wife threw the ball for us two dogs to chase. I got the ball first, and I gave it back to your wife. A few months later, I came home feeling sick and clumsy. I started to feel dizzy, and all I heard your wife say was "That dog's gonna have her pups!" I guess that the Austrailian Sheperd that lives down the street thought that we should have puppies. So, I had 6 male puppies, and one looked yellow like me, but the others looked like the dad, blue merle. When they were really young, still too young to see, I heard your wife say "We need to get rid of her after the pups are old enough. She keeps running off. This is her third litter! She needs to be put in the newspaper or the pound in about 2 months." That word "pound" kept ringing in my ears. I heard that word once when I was only 4 weeks old, but I thought I was mabey just misunderstanding...because why would you, master, take me back there, when that was where you rescued me? I must have been hearing things! Two months later I had totally forgotten about that. The puppies and I would quietly at night go and visit their dad, so that your wife wouldn't hear me. They were strong, healthy puppies with a firey, competitive personality, yet somehow mixed in with that a sense of gentleness and loyalty. Then a day came when he whisperd in my ear "Girl, I don't want to do this, but it is best. You have had twelve puppies already, and we can't have any more. This house anyways is too small for a big lovely dog like you, and with three kids and another dog, you just don't get enough attention." I understood. As he loaded me in the back of his truck, I saw my 6 puppies waitng at the white wooden fence, all giving me a look that said "We will wait here for you mom! See you later!" They didn't know, and I am happy that they didn't know what was going on. Right as I walked through the doors of that cold, eerie place, I remembered how I got to the same pound...My mother's owner wanted a different breed of dog, so he got rid of my mom and my brothers and sisters. Then I began to remember my puppies at home, waiting for me...my beloved aussie, and master's three plump toddlers. I remembered my cozy padded bed by the front door, and I remembered my squeaky toys...the same ones that master bought me just two years ago. I remembered all the fun we used to have together. He told one of the dog caretakers why he was leaving me here. Then he gave me my two year old squeaky toys to go in with me. He gave me a gentle pat on the head, and left. As he quietly walked through the doors, I turned my head and a warm drop of water came from my eye. She lead me to my cage in the middle of the isle, hoping that people would be more likely to see me. I waited for you for three days, but then I knew that you had made your decision. Then one day, a lady who worked at this place came into my cage and put a leash over my head. She walked me through the aisles. I thought that mabey she wanted to take me home. She then took me into a quiet room that looked like a room in my veteranarian's office. She set me on a table and scratched behind my ears, and then she gave me a gentle rub down my back. I saw a tear run down her thin glossy cheek as she reached in a box full of needles. Then she opened a refridgerator and took out a bottle of pink stuff. She drew out the thin water into the needle, and slid it into my forearm. I soon felt relieved. It was a different form of relief...I felt a sense of comfort...And then I began to remember you...I began to remember my puppies. Then I felt a large, gentle hand smooth down the golden hair on my head. I looked up. I saw a big, beautiful place surrounding me. It's beauty is unexplainable. I looked off into the distance and saw a powerful man sitting on a high golden throne. To the right of him was another powerful man, but with a sense of gentleness and love within his eyes. Beautiful music was playing. The gates are made of the shiniest pearl, and the roads are paved with gold. Everything I saw then is still here now. My friend....I am waiting for you now at these gates of pearl. I will always love you, and I forgave you the moment you left me at that place. I will wait here forever for you my friend. I love you. I wrote that story...I hope you like it. Please encourage people to come.
i just hate when people give up a pet because of spouses or kids., they could have had her spayed and probably never had that problem. the other story had me crying for 15 minutes, this was a little easier.
We had a woman turn her 5 year old Boston over to us because she was getting married and her new husband "didn't want a dog". Could someone please explain how someone could give their baby up after 5 years?..and all because of a man?? Was she so deperate for a man that she'd settle for someone who would make her get rid of her dog?? And I gotta tell ya NO man is worth my dog. My fiance knows where he stands. Luckily he loves Nula as much as I do but I tell him all the time that I'd pick Nula over him if I had to choose..he laughs, he knows it's true. That's my baby. We are getting in a 13 year old BT that some woman said she has no more time for..13 years old!! Like that dog is going to be happier in a strange home after all those years?? Makes me sick!
I'm getting a Great Dane in a few months and my boyfriend is a real cat person, though currently warming up to my schnauzer. If he were to tell me he didn't like my current dog or any dogs in the future, I would tell him to shove it. I can't imagine a life without animals and I wouldn't fathom giving that up for anyone. I agree mrama!
Chili that was some good reading and writing....i think what everyone should do with that story is make copies and post them in all the shelters and pounds, all over the country............i tell ya , once they read that they would be looking at things through a different eye.............i commend you for that story..and my Bogie thanks you:)
There's no way I would give my dogs away for any one.My dad did in a way. When he remarried ,his collie he had for 5 years ,she was in the house,slept at the foot of the bed. She wound up out side in all weather,or if she did come in it was in the basement on a cold floor. He never tried to stick up for her and bring her in the house with the family. My collie died and was very lonely when my dad remarried.Then when my step mom died my dad had a house full of animals again.Go figure ,some people.
Thank you Bogie! I wouldn't ever give up my little chihuahuas; they are so cute and friendly! That is really too bad about the collie rednose. Mrama, which kind of dogs do you have? I so hope that people would post this around the web and in shelters, as long as my name is mentioned because I worked really hard on it!
Thankyou for asking halo! Of course you can! I didn't write the other story, but I think that you could put the other one on there too, because I got it from a friend's site, but she didn't write it either so I think that posting the other one is ok too. I would love for you to post mine!
OMG!! I can't even think of how my babies would feel if I gave them up to someone else. It would kill me just thinking about it. I left one at the vet to be spayed and I was in tears. I couldn't wait until the next day to pick her up. I kept thinking she thinks I ababandond her. I don't know how people do it. But so many of them do. It's bad enough when the owner dies or gets very sick and has no choice. It's a shame dogs have to depend on people who have no idea that they have so many feelings.
It's true. Dogs and cats alike need people to depend on, and when people just abandon them, like on animal precinct, I worry if they think that is how all people are....But they are so forgiving. My chihuahuas will be locked in a pen a day or two(not a crate, but an enclosed area) without us really handling them(because of a day trip or a dog show or fun match)but when we come home after a day or two they don't yell at us and get all mad because we left them. They are happy to see us. My chihuahuas have a closed in area (about 1/4 of your average living room)with a dog door for outside. We have 4 chihuahuas and 7 beds lol!
I din't know if you all know about my luke biting a standard poodle when I was cīvisiting in the states over christmas. But the owner of the poodle didn't want to pay the vet bill so they GAVE the dog to my friend who was taking care of my luke at the time!!! He is 7 years old.
Don't treat your dog human, it will only treat you like a dog.