I saw this posted on craigslist, but the author was not listed. It made me cry.
One by one, they pass by my cage, Too old, too worn, too broken, no way Way past his time, he can't run and play Then they shake their heads slowly and go on their way. A little old man, arthritic and sore, It seems I am not wanted anymore I once had a home; I once had a bed A place that was warm, and where I was fed, Now my muzzle is gray, and my eyes slowly fail, Who wants a dog so old and so frail? My family decided I didn't belong, I got in their way, my attitude was wrong, Whatever excuse they made in their head, Can't justify how they left me for dead. Now I sit in this cage, where day after day, The younger dogs get adopted away. When I had almost come to the end of my rope, You saw thru the gray and the legs bent with age, You took me home, gave me food and a bed, And shared your own pillow with my poor tired head, We snuggle and play and you talk to me low, You love me so dearly, you want me to know. I may have lived most of my life with another, But you outshine them with a love so much stronger. And I promise to return all the love I can give, To you, my dear person, as long as I live; I may be wih you for a week or for years, We will share many smiles, you will no doubt shed tears. And when the time comes, that God deems I must leave, I know you will cry and your heart, it will grieve. And when I arrive at the bridge, all brand new, My thoughts and my heart will still be with you. And I will brag to all who will hear, Of the person who made my last day so dear.
If you are a dog and your owner suggests that you wear a sweater, suggest that he wear a tail.
OMG that is so good! Defiently made me cry too. So sad but totally true, thats one reason, even though he is old, we adopted our last dog. He was just so sweet and friendly and i just saw right through his age and even thought 'well, i will make his last, weather it be weeks or years, on earth...great'. Now i dont know whow we got on without him LOL!
Oh, Dusty that is so heart breaking but is happens every minute of every day. The poor old dogs. Why can't people take care of their own but then you look at some human children and they can't even do that.
Well, I can understand both sides. Mickey (my terrier mix), who I never wanted anyway, has been driving me crazy for a week. She walks into walls. She has to have her nose pointed into the food bowls. She stank!
So I gave her a bath in warm water and blew her dry. She wouldn't stop shaking. I'm not sure she even knew what was going on. So I wrapped her in a blanket and held her on my lap. She still shook. I let her outside and waited on the steps for her. She peed and then stood in the yard for ten minutes, wandering around slowly with her head down.
So I went and got her and carried her into the house. She shook some more.
I washed off her dirty paws, wrapped her in the blanket again and put her in my bed. We went to sleep.
In the middle of the night I rolled over and put my arm around her and she sighed and licked my ear.