I found your dog today. No he has not been adopted by anyone. Most of us who live out here own as many dogs as we want, those who do not own
dogs do so because they choose not to. I know you hoped he would find a
good home when you left him out here, but he did not. When I first saw him
he was miles from the nearest house and he was alone, thirsty, thin and
limping from a cactus burr in his paw.
How I wish I could have been you as I stood before him. To have seen
his tail wag and his eyes brighten as he bounded into your arms, knowing
you would find him, knowing you had not forgotten him. To see the
forgiveness in his eyes for the suffering and pain he had known in his
never-ending quest to find you...But I was not you. And despite all my
persuasion, his eyes beheld a stranger. He did not trust, he would not come.
He turned and continued his journey; one he was sure would soon bring
him to you. He does not understand you are not looking for him. He only
knows you are not there, he only knows he must find you. This is more
important than food or water or the stranger who can give him these things.
Persuasion and pursuit seemed futile; I did not even know his name. I
drove home, filled a bucket with water and a bowl with food and returned
to where we had met. I could see no sign of him, but I left my offering
under the tree where he had sought shelter from the sun and a chance to
rest. You see, he is not of the desert. When you domesticated him, you
took away any instinct of survival out here. His purpose demands that he
travel during the day. He doesn't know that the sun and heat will claim
his life. He only knows he has to find you.
I waited hoping he would return to the tree, hoping my gift would build
an element of trust so I might bring him home, remove the burr from his
paw, give him a cool place to lie and help him understand that the part of
his life with you is now over. He did not return that morning and at dusk
the water and food were still there untouched. And I worried. You must
understand that many people would not attempt to help your dog. Some would
run him off, others would call the county and the fate you thought you
saved him from would be preempted by his suffering from days without food
and water.
I returned again before dark. I did not see him. I went again early the
next morning only to find the food and water still untouched. If only you
were here so you could call his name. Your voice is so familiar to him. I
began pursuit in the direction he had taken yesterday, doubt overshadowing
my hope of finding him. His search for you was desperate, it could take
him many miles in 24 hours.
It is hours later and a good distance from where we first met, but I
have found your dog. His thirst has been stopped, it is no longer a
torment to him. His hunger has disappeared, he no longer aches. The burrs
in his paws bother him no more. Your dog has been set free from his
burdens, you see, your dog has died.
I kneel next to him and I curse you for not being here yesterday so I
could have seen the glow, if just for a moment, in those now vacant eyes.
I pray that his journey has taken him to that place I think you hoped he
would find. If only you knew what he went through to reach it.... and I
agonize, for I know, that were he to awaken at this moment, and I were
to be you, his eyes would sparkle with recognition and his tail wag with
forgiveness.
I was born today, one of 10. My daddy was very famous. I have lots of half brothers and sisters. My mother is very famous. Since she got famous, she has only had puppies. No more loving hands, nor more fun trips... just puppies. She is always sad when they leave her.
I left home today. I didn't want to go, so I hid behind my mama and my three littermates that were left. I didn't like you. But one day, they said I would be famous. I wonder, is famous the same as fun and good times? So you picked me up and carried me away, even though you were concerned about me hiding from you. I don't think you liked me.
My new home is far away. I am scared and afraid. My heart says be brave, my ancestors were. Did they go to good homes like mine? I'm hungry because I can't eat too much because it will be bad for my bones. I can't bite or snap when the children are mean to me. I just run and play and pretend that I am in a big green field with butterflies and robins and frogs. I can't understand why they kick me. I am quiet, but the man hits and says loud things. The
lady doesn't feed me good things like I had with my mother. She just throws dry food on the ground, then goes away before I can get too close for touching and petting. Sometimes my food smells bad, but I eat it anyway.
Today I had 10 puppies. They are so wonderful and warm. Am I famous now? I wish I could play with them, but they are so tiny. I am so young and playful that it is hard to lay here in this hole under the house nursing my puppies. They are crying now. I am so hungry. I scratch and worry my fur. I wish someone would throw me some food. I am also very thirsty. I now have eight. Two got cold during the night and I couldn't make them warm again. They are
gone. We are all very weak. Maybe if I take them out on the porch, we can get some food.
Today they took us away. It was too much trouble to feed us and so someone came to take us away. Someone grabbed my puppies, they were crying and whimpering. We were put in a truck with boxes in it. Are my babies famous now? I hope so, because I will miss them. They are gone.
The place smelled of urine, fear and sickness. Why was I here? I was beautiful like my ancestors. Now I am hungry, dirty, in pain, and unwanted. Maybe the worse is unwanted. No one came though I tried to be good.
Today someone came. They put a rope on my neck and led me to a room that was very clean and had a shiny table. They put me on the table. Someone held me and hugged me. It felt so good!!! Then I felt tired and laid over the last one who cared. I Am Famous Now. Today someone cared.
I see the children in the lane Mum cuddles me up and says "My pet I sit behind my padlocked gate There are some dogs, and also men All we know is we will not cry!
~Author Unknown~
As a pup I dreamed and wondered Out there are needy people I'd be someone's protector, I'd run and jump and bark and play I lay here waiting----- longing I do not think of greatness now, I cannot think what might have been by M. Kimmer
A friend is someone we turn to A friend is someone we treasure A friend is someone who fills our lives
If at first you don't succeed, destroy all evidence that you tried.
A conclusion is the place where you got tired of thinking.
Experience is something you don't get until just after you need it.
For every action, there is an equal and opposite criticism.
He who hesitates is probably right.
Never do card tricks for the group you play poker with.
No one is listening until you make a mistake.
Success always occurs in private, and failure in full view.
To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism; to steal from many is research.
Two wrongs are only the beginning.
The problem with the gene pool is that there is no lifeguard.
A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.
Hard work pays off in the future. Laziness pays off now.
Eagles may soar on high, but rats aren't sucked into jet engines.
Half the people you know are below average.
I used to have an open mind but my brains kept falling out.
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~I Have Learned~
~A Dog Looking For His Master~
~I Am Famous Now~
~Pit Bulls Don't Cry~
They look like friends, we'll have a game
They've got a stick, oh boy, what fun
They'll throw it for me and I'll run
But someone stops me, I wonder why
They're dangerous-I'll tell you why
They bite little children and they die
All I can do is watch and sigh
Cause now I know that Pit Bull's don't cry
We love you dearly so don't you fret"
But I love everyone out there
Why can't they love me, I do care
I wish they weren't made to pass me by
I'm a Pit Bull, I don't cry
From early morn til quite late
When I go out it's on a lead
Is mine the only heart to bleed
I'm held in check as the world goes by
I wish the Pit Bull heart could cry
Who cannot tell a foe from a friend
So all of us must bear the blame
Expected to live a life of shame
Condemned, alas and we know not why
~Who Am I To You~
What life would hold in store
For ME, I thought, there's something great
Beyond that kennel door.
And I have much to give.
Love and wit and gentleness
To help them to live.
Keep little ones from harm
Or guide an old man's footsteps
Or help to run a farm.
With friends along a sandy shore.
I'd roll in meadows thick and green
That lie beyond that kennel door.
As the days and years went by.
My owner kept me fed and brushed
But inside, let me die.
I'm old and filled with pain.
My owner has some ribbons
But I have lived in vain.
My dreams are filled with hope no more.
Just floor and walls and broken heart
For me behind this kennel door.
~A Friend Is A Treasure~
When our spirits need a lift,
For our friendship is a gift,
With beauty, joy and grace
And makes the world we live in
A better and happier place.
~ Truisms ~
~How Many Titles Does Your Dog Have?~
ARB = Ace Refrigerator Bandit
BW = Butt Wagger
BWX = Butt Wagger Excellent
CC = Cat Courser
CCX = Cat Courser Excellent
CP = Couch Potato
CPX = Couch Potato Excellent
CSX = Counter Surfer Extrordanaire
GFIY = Go Fetch It Yourself
HHP = House Hold Pet
IDDI = I Didn't Do It
ILF = I Like Food
LLLF = I Like Lots Of Food
IWFF = I Work For Food
LD = Lap Dog
LDX = Lap Dog Excellent
OWTH = Oh, What The Heck
TBF = Thick But Friendly
TGS = Terribly Good Snorer
TGAN = Terribly Good At Nothing
TSIM = That Seat Is Mine
TTIM = That Toy Is Mine
UTCD = Under The Covers Dog
UTCDX = Under The Covers Dog Excellent
WM = Who Me?
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