For the 100 BC sled dogs that were killed

They ran and ran and the tourists smiled
they ran on, for many a mile
They did not whine, but ran with joy
and you could see the smiles on girls and boys
A good days work, the dogs gave it all,
to what reward , not a toy or ball
Just the joy of being a working breed
they did not know, it was really for mans greed .
Would they have given their hearts and worked so hard
if they knew of the grave behind the yard.
And would they still, at sight of man, give a joyous bay
if they knew, in a pit they would end their day.

by Sharon Medforth of Island West Mastiffs


RIP to all the lost souls...

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