I only met you once. But I feel in love with you from the start.
You were an abdonded pet at the local shelter.
Your owner brought you in and said they had to move and you couldn't go.
You were a mix. Partly Aussie and partly something else.
Beautiful yellow eyes and a sweet personality.
I wanted so badly to bring you home. But I have an old
Baby who is blind, deaf and dieing of cancer.
My girls I think would have liked you.
But I was afraid if Mischif growled when you came
to the food dish you may have not taken it to well.
I didn't feel it was fair to him who has been my lifeline
for 18 years. And I was afraid he wouldn't adjust.
So I kept watching the website to see if you were still there and thought
maybe one day I would bring Mischif over to see what he would do.
Well time ran out, (it's only been a few weeks since I played with you)
Today I went over to check on you and they told me they had to put you down.
Apparently you had bite someone and they had no choice.
I am sure you didn't mean to, you were probably frightened or something
but it happened.
So now at only one year old you have gone on to the Bridge
never to know what a loving home was. Never to know the love
and companionship of someone who would love you.
I cried when I got home as I looked at your picture I have here
that I copied and printed from the newspaper.
But someday when I come to see all my babies at the bridge
Maybe you will remember the lady that gave you the bones
and come on over to greet me too.
Goodbye to a beautiful furbaby that never had a chance.
I thought I would put this poem here for you.
I Died Today
You got tired of me and took me to the shelter. They were overcrowded and I drew an unlucky number. I am in a black plastic bag in a landfill now.
Some other puppy will get the barely used leash you left. My collar was dirty and too small, but the lady took it off before she sent me to the Rainbow Bridge.
Would I still be at home if I hadn't chewed your shoe? I didn't know what it was, but it was leather, and it was on the floor. I was just playing. You forgot to get puppy toys.
Would I still be at home if I had been housebroken? Rubbing my nose in what I did only made me ashamed that I had to go at all. There are books and obedience teachers that would have taught you how to teach me to go to the door.
Would I still be at home if I hadn't brought fleas into the house? Without anti-flea medicine, I couldn't get them off of me after you left me in the yard for days.
Would I still be at home if I hadn't barked? I was only saying, "I'm scared, I'm lonely, I'm here, I'm here! I want to be your best friend."
Would I still be at home if I had made your happy? Hitting me didn't make me learn how.
Would I still be at home if you had taken the time to care for me and to teach manners to me? You didn't pay any attention to me after the first week or so, but I spent all my time waiting for you to love me.
I Died Today.
In Memory of
DJ's Critters - 2002 -2008