Do I go home today?
My family brought me home cradled in their arms. They cuddled me and smiled at me and said I was full of charm. They played with me and laughed with me and showered me with toys. I sure do love my family, especially the girls and boys.
They used to laugh and praise me when I played with that old shoe. But I didn't know the difference between the old ones and the new. The kids and I would grab a rag, for hours we would tug. So I thought I did the right thing when I chewed the bedroom rug. They said that I was out of control and would have to live outside. This I did not
understand even though I tried and tried.
The walks stopped one by one, as they said they didn't time. I wish that I could
change things, I wish I knew my crime. My life became so lonely in the backyard on a chain.
I barked and barked all day long just to keep from going insane.
So they brought me to a shelter, but were embarrassed to say why. They said I caused an allergy, then they each kissed me goodbye. If I'd only had some classes, when I was just a little pup, then I would have been a better dog when I was all grown up. "You only have one day left." I heard the worker say.
Does that mean I finally have a second chance... do I go home today?
Think before you adopt, please.
a poem by Sandi Thompson