Sunday, December 16, 2007

A Rescue Dog's Christmas Poem

Happy Holidays everyone! I'm sure most of us had been bitten by the holiday bug already and it's just so easy to get tangled up with hustle and bustle of the Christmas season.

I, for one, made sure that I got everything done in time before Christmas. Got all the cards sent, gift shopping done on my list not forgetting some little gifts I have for my 2 waggly tailed "babies".

While I was surfing online for some cutie holiday stuff for the "kids", I came across this poem that touched my heart. It's a poem written on a rescue dog's perspective. I know for sure that there's a lot of people out there who might be giving pets as gifts this Christmas and I am definitely not a fan of that. There are countless homeless/rescue animals waiting for someone who love and be a part of a family.

Chewy, our sweet giant, is a rescue dog. I dunno how a charming and loving dog like him ended in a pound. Imagine what could have been his fate if nobody paid attention and just left him there. Skye is also a rescue dog before we got her from her previous owner who migrated to UK. They are good dogs and it saddens me whenever I think of other animals like them who are no longer wanted and were just left in the shelters.

I hope this serves as a reminder to us that if you're considering a new pet, please adopt. One animal rescued from the shelter is one life being saved from the thousands of unwanted animals being euthanized each day.

Please people, let's give these homeless animals a chance to live and be loved again. Merry merry Christmas!

A Rescue Dog's Christmas Poem

Tis the night before Christmas and all through the town,
every shelter is full - we are lost, but not found,
Our numbers are hung on our kennels so bare,
we hope every minute that someone will care,
They'll come to adopt us and give us the call,
"Come here, Max and Sparkie - come fetch your new ball!!
But now we sit here and think of the days...
we were treated so fondly - we had cute, baby ways,
Once we were little, then we grew and we grew
now we're no longer young and we're no longer new.
So out the back door we were thrown like the trash,
they reacted so quickly - why were they so rash?
We "jump on the children:, "don't come when they call",
we "bark when they leave us", climb over the wall.
We should have been neutered, we should have been spayed,
now we suffer the consequence of the errors THEY made.
If only they'd trained us, if only we knew...
we'd have done what they asked us and worshiped them, too.
We were left in the backyard, or worse -let to roam-
now we're tired and lonely and out of a home.
They dropped us off here and they kissed us good-bye...
"Maybe someone else will give you a try."
So now here we are, all confused and alone...
in a shelter with others who long for a home.
The kind workers come through with a meal and a pat,
with so many to care for, they can't stay to chat,
They move to the next kennel, giving each of us cheer...
we know that they wonder how long we'll be here.
We lay down to sleep and sweet dreams fill our heads...
of a home filled with love and our own cozy beds.
Then we wake to see sad eyes, brimming with tears -
our friends filled with emptiness, worry, and fear.
If you can't adopt us and there's no room at the Inn -
could you help with the bills and fill our food bin?
We count on your kindness each day of the year -
can you give more than hope to everyone here?
Please make a donation to pay for the heat...
and help get us something special to eat.
The shelter that cares for us wants us to live,
and more of us will, if more people will give.

--Author Unknown


Gracie said...

sniff, sniff! :(

in Dubai, it's the same story. expats just leave their dogs when they move to another country, and the poor dogs are left with no one to care for them except the people from the shelter.

if only we could adopt...sadly, lease regulations here are stopping us from doing so.

Crinklynose said...

i know, so sad talga sis. haay. kaya if there's any little thing that we could do to somehow help would make some difference.

tc sis.


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