Do I Go Home Today?
Author: Unknown
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 treats. They even let me sleep with them-all snuggled in the sheets. I used to go for walks, often several times a day. They even fought to hold the leash, I'm very proud to say. These are all things that I'll not 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 did not know the difference between the old one 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 that I was out of control and would have to live outside, this I didn't understand, although I tried and tried. The walks stopped, one by one; they said they hadn't the time. I wish I could change the things; I wish I knew my crime. My life became so lonely in the backyard on the chain. I barked and barked all day long to keep from going insane. So they brought me to the shelter, but were embarassed to say why. They said I caused an allergy, and then each kissed me goodbye. If I'd only had some training as a little pup, I wouldn't have been so hard to handle when I was all grown up. "You only have one day left" I heard a worker say. Does this mean I have a second chance? Do I go home today?