A Victim of man......
A Victim Of Man (a letter in a area newspaper from an animal shelter) Why is it that when a dog ends up at the shelter their owner rarely comes to claim them? Too much trouble? Not enough time for the animal, so it’s better off at the shelter? Dog keeps running away and it gets to be a headache tracking it down all the time? Well, for those of you who are guilty of the above reasons, and you know who you are, GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER! Wasn’t it you who chose the animal? Wasn’t it you who didn’t have enough time from the beginning and you knew it? Wasn’t it you who chose not to take the animal to obedience training? Wasn’t it you who let the ANIMAL down? If the following poem does not touch at least one person who is considering not trying to locate your lost pet, or that person who drops unwanted puppies on the roadside rather than spay or neuter your pet, than what little faith I have in mankind is gone. Dear God please send me somebody who’ll care. I’m tired of running. I’m sick with despair. My body is aching, it’s so racked with pain. And God I pray as I run in the rain, that someone will love me and give me a home, a warm cozy bed and a big juicy bone. My last owner tied me up all day in the yard sometimes with no water and God that was hard! So I chewed my leash and God I ran away to rummage in Garbage and live as a stray. But now God, I’m tired and hungry and cold and I’m so afraid that I’ll never grow old. They’ve chased me with sticks and hit me with stones, while I ran the streets just looking for bones! I’m really not bad God, please help me if you can, for I’ve become a victim of man. I’m wormy dear God and I’m ridden with fleas and all I want is an owner to please. If you can find one for me God, I’ll try to be good and I won’t chew their shoes, but I’ll do as I should. I’ll love them, protect them and try to obey, when they tell me to sit, to lie down or stay. I don’t think I’ll make it too long on my own, cause I’m getting so weak and I’m so all alone. Each night as I sleep in the bushes I cry, cause I’m so afraid God, that I’m gonna die! I’ve got so much love and devotion to give, that I should be given a new chance to live. So dear God please, please answer my prayer and send me somebody who will really care. That is dear God, if your really there. Make sure you have enough time, love and energy to devote to your pet, and be realistic about the expense that owning a pet can bring.