October 22nd 2006 3:52 pm
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Grow Old With Dogs
When I am old...
I will wear soft gray sweatshirts...
and a bandana over my silver hair.....
and I will spend my social security checks on wine and my dogs.
I will sit in my house on my well-worn chair
and listen to my dogs' breathing.
I will sneak out in the middle of a warm summer night
and take my dogs for a run, if my old bones will allow...
When people come to call, I will smile
and nod as I show them my dogs...
and talk of them and about them...
...the ones so beloved of the past
and the ones so beloved of today....
I will still work hard cleaning after them,
mopping and feeding them and
whispering their names in a soft loving way.
I will wear the gleaming sweat on my throat,
like a jewel and I will be an embarrassment to all...
especially my family...
who have not yet found the peace in being free
to have dogs as your best friends....
These friends who always wait, at any hour, for your footfall...
and eagerly jump to their feet out of a sound sleep,
to greet you as if you are a God.
With warm eyes full of adoring love and hope
that you will always stay,
I'll hug their big strong necks...
I'll kiss their dear sweet heads...
and whisper in their very special company....
I look in the Mirror...and see I am getting old....
this is the kind of person I am...and have always been.
Loving dogs is easy,
they are part of me.
Please accept me for who I am.
My dogs appreciate my presence in their lives...
they love my presence in their lives......
When I am old this will be important to me...
you will understand when you are old....
if you have dogs to love too.
~Author Unknown Author Unknown
August 27th 2006 8:07 pm
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Letter to a Shelter Dog
by Randi Bildner
I wanted to address this letter to you by name-but sadly,
you do not have one. I needed to write this letter for
many reasons; I have so many things to say to you, and
there is so much that I want you to know. First and
foremost I want you to know that you are loved. You are
thought of and prayed for each and every day by many kind
people. I want you to know that you did nothing wrong; you
simply couldn't, for wrongdoing is not in your nature.
I don't know what cruel twist of fate brought you to this
place, but I do know that you do not deserve to be here.
I don't know it if was decided that you were too large or
too small, if you barked too much or too little, if someone
became allergic to you or if it was simply decided one day
that you were an inconvenience.
I don't know if the children that you were given to lost
interest in you when you were not a puppy anymore and no
longer considered cute or fun. I don't know if you became
too old or too sick or if your medical problems became too
expensive. I don't know if you simply lost your way one day.
I am not sure if you were thrown from a car or dropped off
by the side of a road, left behind - you may have waited
patiently, bewildered, wondering why those you loved never
came back. I don't know if your family moved away and decided
not to take you. I don't know if you were tortured - taught
to fight against your will, and when you loyally obeyed you
were punished further by being brought here. I don't know if
your owner died not wanting to leave you behind.
What I do know is this: you are important and you are loved.
I do know that I want to hold you and take away your pain. I
want to show you the love and kindness that you deserve. I
want you to know that it breaks my heart when I can't save you.
I want you to know that you are special. Just as special, just
as important as any dog living in a home now - because any of
those dogs could be you.
You come in all sizes shapes and colors. You have unique
personalities and behaviors. It saddens me that the beauty of
your kind soul will never be known and cannot be shared from
your jail cell. You may not have a name but you do have a soul
and I do know that one day there will be peace for you.
God will shower you with the love and warmth you deserve. You
will run through the greenest of pastures and feel the warm sun
on your face. You will have your very own toys to play with and
a comfortable bed to call your own. You will never be sick, feel
pain or be lonely again. Your fur will shine and your tail will
You are loved, and you are wanted. Your pleading eyes have burned
holes in the hearts of all of us who love you; this is something
that I really want you to know.
I want to end my letter to you with a promise. I promise that I
will work towards putting an end to shelter life because this is
not a place for a beautiful soul like yours. I want to look into
your loving warm eyes and tell you that there is hope; I want you
to know that this fight will continue for as long as it takes-it
will continue until you are free.
To the world you are nothing....to a rescued dog, you are the world"
June 7th 2006 9:31 am
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Who thought I was so special to leave me all those cookies?? Thank you!!
Sadie Was it Rudy Patoodie my new boyfwiend?
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