Dog poem

[Guest Anonymous]

I thought this poem was cute. It is also sad :cry: .



I wish I were a Rottweiler and I could carry a gun.
I'd go after all those folks, who think that torture’s fun.
I gather up a gang of us, a Spitz, a Chi, a Hound
We’d travel in a motor home, and hunt these people down.
We’d start with all the puppy mills, we’d open all their doors
And tell them all “run like the wind, and run for the golden shores”.
There’s someone there that’s waiting, with open arms for you
I promise you can trust them, they’re animal res-cue.
If I could talk, I’d call all the millers out into the night
I’d bare my teeth, and hold my gun and watch them shake in freight.
And then I’d laugh and laugh and laugh and then I’d laugh some more
As I through them in the wire cage and slammed the metal door.
So it’s on the next, Oh this is fun as we joke around with each other
We started drawing maps and making plans.
Got a lot of ground to cover.
There’s a Pit on the road someone has dumped
We offer him a ride.
It’s not hard to see the life he has led by the pain in his eyes.
We give him lots of food and drink, and he shows no aggression
He hears our plan and wants to join, and teach mankind a lesson.
We’re off again, to search this land for the murderers who went free
To teach the ones who stomped and burned and hung dogs from a tree.
One by one we paid them back for everything they’ve done
And repeated their words back to them “isn’t torture fun”?
After days and days of traveling, gathering troops along the way
Thinking of our forever homes and people who threw us away.
We long for a loving family, Oh wouldn’t that be neat!!!
Instead, they dump or beat us or have us put to sleep.
Maybe we are not thru yet, there’s many more folks to see
The judges and the lawyers, the USDA or maybe the AKC.
We give all politicians giardia and mange, heartworms too
And take away their voices, and their water and their food.
We’ll take the rest and dump them on the highway by the side of the road
And strip them of their dignity, give them fleas and ticks abode.
I smile to me self as this vision dances in my head
My eyes grow very heavy, as I snuggle in this soft bed.
I can hear in a distance, dogs whining and then a scream
When I wake up, I realize that this was all a dream.
The wire digs into my side, my feet and body sore
As I look down to the ones below that cold, hard, wire floor.
I start to beg like all the rest, please set me free today
I pray to god, I’d rather be dead then live this horrible way.
And guess what, I’m not a Rott nor do I have a gun
I’m just a little Dachshund, put to earth to play and run.
To be loved by ALL humans, like every dog should be
But if I did have a gun right now, I’d use that gun on me.

[Guest Anonymous]

I know exactly what you all mean. The first time I read it I almost started crying when I got to the bottom :cry: .

[Rowie-the-Pooh]

K napisał(a):

OMG!!!!!!!!!

I can't speak.....it was going so well at the top of the poem...and then.... :(

I know! The exact thing happened to me!!! :cry:

I wish that could happen in real life so it could teach those people a lesson!!!! :evil:

[Guest Anonymous]

Here is anouther poem I found. I really like this one it reminds me of my two dogs I have lost. :cry:

I wish someone had given little Jesus a dog
as loyal and loving as mine
to sleep by His manger and gaze in His eyes
and adore Him for being devine.
As our Lord grew to manhood, His own faithful dog
would have followed Him through the day
while He preached to the crowds and made the sick well
and knelt in the garden to pray.
It is sad to remember that Christ went away
to face death alone and apart
with no tender dog following behind
to comfort its Masters heart.
Well, the Lord has a dog now; I just sent Him mine,
the old pal so dear to me,
And I smile through my tears on this first day alone,
knowing they're in eternity.

[mouseatthebusstop]

THAT ONES BETTER BUT SAD :cry: :cry: :cry:

[eric]

Something I wrote a while ago...

I remember once we lay together, paw in hand
My face buried in the soft warmth of your neck,
I whispered a prayer into your folded ear, that we never be parted.
Breathing in unison, I drifted off and dreamt a Salvador dream
Where you spoke to me, and I to you
And when I said

[Guest Anonymous]

Yes...chills and memories of laying in bed with my babies...

[eric]

Thanks guys.

My favorite part of the day is early morning or at night when we're all on the bed together.

In the morning, Sam has this uncanny ability of knowing when the alarm is set to go off and he jumps up on the bed about 15-20 minutes and snuggles up to me.

At night Sam gets on and curls up on my pillow while I'm getting ready (its a funny sight, 85 lb dog curled up on a regular pillow), then moves and snuggles into me when I get it. I adjust my pillow so that his head is on it (and so that my arm doesn't go numb), with my other arm draped across his chest, face buried into the back of his neck. I fall asleep like that every night.

[Cheetah]

(long, but cute poem - make sure you have some time before you settle down and read this)

The Night Before Dog-mas

'Twas the night before Dog-mas,
when all through the pound
not a puppy was yelping,
or playing around;
Our leashes were hung
by our kennels with care,
in hopes that St. Bernard
would soon find us there;
Chihauhas were curled up
all snug in their beds,
while visions of doggie treats
danced in their heads;
Max in his collar,
on someone's lap,
had tucked in his tail
for a midwinter's nap,
When outside the room
there arose such a clatter,
my ears perked right up
to hear what was was the matter.
Away to the window
I jumped up with glee,
and barked at the shadows
that were cast by a tree.
The glow from the moon
changed night into day,
and started me thinking,
"Woof, woof! Time to play!"
When, what with my puppy-dog
eyes did I see,
But a splendid dog-sled,
led by doggies like me,
With a regal furred driver
commanding, not stern.
I yelped to the others,
"That must be St. Bern!"
More rapid than greyhounds
our saviors they came,
and we barked and we howled,
and called them by name:
"There's Duchess!
There's King!
fat Chance,
and bare Buffy!
On Fido! On Scooter!
On, Rover and Scruffy!
Go by the red hydrant
and run past those trees!
Nothing can stop you,
not even some flees!"
As puppies at play
chase after a stick
and race to their masters
so lively and quick,
So out in the field
his canines all flew,
catching the frisbees,
that St. Bernard threw.
And then in an instant,
I heard at the door
the scratching and clawing
of each little paw.
As I pulled in my nose,
and was turning around,
Through the door St. Bernard
came in with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur,
from his head to his tail,
his wood cask adorned
with an icing of hail;
A bag of chew-toys he had
brought in with him,
and his mouth was turned up in
what looked like a grin.
His eyes - how they twinkled!
his ears flopped, how merry!
His coat shone like crystal,
his nose like a cherry!
His big sloppy mouth
was drawn up like a bow,
and the fur on his chin
was as white as the snow;
The stump of a bone
he held right in his teeth,
and his collar encircled
his neck like a wreath;
He had a large face
and a furry, round belly
that shook when he barked,
like a bowl full of jelly.
He was fluffy and plump,
a big, cuddly old pooch
and I laughed when I saw him
and gave him a smooch.
A wink of his eye and
a wag of his tail;
we knew right away
we'd have homes
without fail.
He howled not a howl, but
went straight to his deed,
and took down our leashes
that soon we would need.
He opened the door,
and families stood there,
with children, all smiling,
and much love to spare.
He leapt to his sled,
to his team gave a call,
and away they all flew
as if chasing a ball.
But I heard him exclaim
as he chewed on a bone:
"Happy Dog-mas to all,
and to all a good home!"


Cute poem huh? There is no way I wrote this, it was written by Arlene Greco. One of my friends gave me this poem (its written in a cute itty bitty book) a few years ago. Hope everyone liked it, just wanted to spread some holiday cheer! :)

[yellowlabsrule]

That was Woofderful! I love it! Funny to :lol:

[Ickle]

Just right for christmas a real cute poem. :lol: :lol:
liked it a lot.

[Rowie-the-Pooh]

How cuuute! :angel: Oh my gosh...that was too cute! :D

K will LOVE this! :D

If only it where true, then puupies would really get nice homes and families and live happily ever after! :D

[Guest Anonymous]

How cute!

[mouseatthebusstop]

:D :D :D :D :D :D :D

[Guest Anonymous]

It made me cry my eyes out...


**Beyond the Rainbow

As much as I loved the life we had and all the times we played,
I was so very tired and knew my time on earth would fade.
I saw a wondrous image then of a place that's trouble free,
where all of us can meet again to spend eternity.
I saw the most beautiful rainbow and on the other side
were meadows rich and beautiful lush and green and wide!

And running through the meadows as far as the eye could see
were every sort of animal, as healthy as could be!
My own tired failing body was fresh and healed and new
and I wanted to go run with them but I had something left to do.
I needed to reach out to you to tell you I'm alright,
that this place is truly wonderful - then a bright glow pierced the night.

'Twas the glow of many candles shining bright and strong and bold
and I knew then that it held your love in it's brilliant shades of gold.
For although we may not be together in the way we used to be
we are still connected by a cord that no eye can ever see.
So whenever you need to find me we're never far apart
if you look beyond the rainbow and listen with your heart.

~ author unknown ~

[Guest roo]

:cry: :lol: :cry: :lol:

[Ickle]

From UK Sheltie List


Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am a diamond glint of snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning hush.
I am the swift uplifting rush.
Of quiet birds in circle flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die.

[Guest Anonymous]

oh..... :cry:

[Cheetah]

oh oh oh :cry:



I sound like a dance song - ironic huh?

[Bensam]

It's taken a while, but I'm getting smarter in my old age. Leaving Ickle's lovely posts till last, it's hard to read the others through tears :cry:

[Ickle]

Glad you all appreciate the poem
It hits home for me today as I have just lost an 10 year old Japanese spitz who slipped away in his sleep.I miss him terribly already but I know he is happy with the other dogs at the bridge.
Ickle :cry: :cry

[Guest Anonymous]

Oh no. I am so sorry for your loss.

[yellowlabsrule]

You've probably heard this a million time, but I'll share it with you anyway. It is what some of the shelters put after the info about a dog on petfinder.

"I am here waiting for you. Do you think of me? I am here waiting for you. Can you set me free? I somehow lost my home. I'm not sure of folks I meet. I found myself alone, Lost and frightened in the street. I tried to make some friends, but was shooed and pushed away. Is this the way it ends, just another stray? So much danger in the air! My presence brings on fear! Not welcome anywhere! People run when I get near! Picked up by the dog cops and put in a foster home. The food and care here are really tops but still so all alone. I won't take too much space, just a small room in your heart. A teeny, tiny little place, where I can make a start. No, I'm not a cute little puppy, But I won't pee upon your floor. I just need someone to love me, Please open up the door. I am here waiting for you. Where ever can you be? I am here waiting for you. Can you spare some love for me?" *poem by Judith D. Steele

[Guest roo]

Ickle so sorry you lost your boy :cry:
I find it odd that the words to that poem say it all :angel:

[Ickle]

that is beautiful and heart string pulling
even a long term rescue co-ordinator like me is reduced to tears. thanks for sharing.
Ickle :cry: