My Brother Cheese

I love my little brother Cheese. He's a weird one. He squirms and bounces all day long, but when we lay down to rest, he'll tuck his head under my shoulder.

Cheese didn't have a good start in life. Someone tortured him and cut his ears off. He used to cower and shake, and do little drizzles all over the floor, he was so scared.

But he grew to love us. He started to ask my mom and dad for pets. He started to play and dance and shake hands. He started to nap with me.

Just like me, my brother Cheese was an unwanted pup. So I lick his head when he naps with me, and I curl up beside him, 'cause I know that sometimes all you need is a warm body next to you to let you know that things are okay.

Advice From a Veteran to a New Shelter Pup

You gotta take this place by storm!
You gotta rub up against 'em,
Squeeze yer little nose through the bars.
You gotta schmooze!

'Cause you only got one shot here
Before they pass you by,
Before they go on to the littler, cuter pup,
Or the one with the pretty fur and the cute doe eyes.

You gotta catch their eye, son,
'Cause they ain't gonna look twice.
You gotta tell them you're worth somethin',
Puff your chest out and give it your all!

'Cause when you hear that big door shut for the last time,
It's the loneliest sound in the world.