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 little girls and boys.
The children loved to feed me;they gave me special treat.
They even let me sleep with them - all snuggled in the sheets.
I used to go for walks, often several times a day.
They evenfought to hold the leash, I'm very proud to say!
.These are the things I'll never forget - a cherished memory.
I now live in a shelter - without my family.
They used to laugh and praise me when I played with that old shoe.
But I didnt know the difference between the old and the new.
The kids and I would grab a rug, for hours we would tug.
So I thought I did the right thing when I chewed the bedroom rug.
They said I was out of control and would have to live outside.
This Ididnt understand, although I tried and tried!
.The walks stopped, one by one; they said they hadnt the 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 to keep me from going insane.
So they brought me to a shelter but were embarrassed to say why.
They said Icaused an allergy, and then they each kissed me goodbye.
If I'donly had some training as a little pup.
I wouldnt have been so hard to handle when I was all grown up.
"You only have one day left",
I heard a worker say.
Does that mean I have a second chance?.
Do I go home today?.
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