Ten Commandments of a Responsible Pet Owner - as dictated by a pet

feeds@yuku.com (firemanslady) — Mon, 28 Apr 2008 07:38:36 GMT

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A Faithful Dog

feeds@yuku.com (sniksnak) — Sat, 05 Apr 2008 16:49:38 GMT

A faithful dog will play with you
And laugh with you or cry.
He'll gladly starve to stay with you
Nor ever reason why.
And when you're feeling out of sorts,
Somehow he'll understand.
He'll watch you with his shining eyes,
And try to lick your hand.
His blind, implicit faith in you,
Is matched by his great love.
The kind that all of us should have
In the Master, up above.
When everything is said and done,...

The Backyard Hell

feeds@yuku.com (firemanslady) — Sat, 29 Mar 2008 20:14:32 GMT

This was posted in our local newpaper forum, unfortunately the author is not noted so I can only say "Author Unknown"

The Backyard Hell

BOY AND HIS DOG

feeds@yuku.com (wagsouth) — Tue, 11 Mar 2008 11:55:30 GMT

Grab a hankie... tears of joy:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d_EZDBVuOk4

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A Dog's Prayer

feeds@yuku.com (sniksnak) — Mon, 10 Mar 2008 17:42:52 GMT

Treat me kindly, my beloved master, for no heart in all the world is more grateful for kindness than the loving heart of me.

Do not break my spirit with a stick, for although I should lick your hand between blows, your patience and understanding will more quickly teach me the things you would have me do.

Speak to me often, for your voice is the world's sweetest music, as you must know by the fierce wagging of...

Old Dogs Do Not Die

feeds@yuku.com (sniksnak) — Sun, 09 Mar 2008 20:48:03 GMT

We have a secret, you and I,
That no one else shall know,
For who, but I can see you lie,
Each night, in fireglow?

And who but I can reach my hand
Before we go to bed,
And feel the living warmth of you
And touch your silken head?

And only I walk woodland paths,
And see, ahead of me,
Your small form racing with the wind,
So young again, and free.

And only I can see you swim
In every brook I pass.
And,...

A Rescue Prayer

feeds@yuku.com (sniksnak) — Fri, 22 Feb 2008 21:31:11 GMT

Now I lay me down to rest
I pray my soul can stand this test
Of watching critters lose their homes
While owners gripe and cry and moan

I long for strength of spirit that
They'll find a loving home again
Where they will know a loving heart
I can't do much, but it's a start

And spare me from the owner's pleas
About the baby's allergies
Or how they're moving out of state
Or spitefulness...

I Stole Your Dog Today

feeds@yuku.com (sniksnak) — Tue, 19 Feb 2008 00:15:02 GMT

I stole your dog today. No, I didn't set a foot on your property, but
from the condition of your dog, I can imagine what it looks like...the
word "junkyard" comes to mind.

I found her along a road, with a heavy chain wrapped around her neck,
still attached to rotten boards from her doghouse, with rusty six-penny
nails protruding. Not only did I know that most of the town had already
ignored her, judging by where I found her, but I knew...

Again.......

feeds@yuku.com (sniksnak) — Sat, 16 Feb 2008 13:13:36 GMT

A fat little puppy sits in a pen.
He's looking at you. You're looking at him.
You reach down to pick him up.
He sure is a cute little pup.

He licks your face with his little pink tongue.
Oh, what the heck, you'll take this one.
You have no idea, no way to know,
How deep this bond would someday grow.

A tired old dog lies on the floor.
His body is weak; he can't rise anymore.
You look in his eyes....

The Rainbow Bridge

feeds@yuku.com (sniksnak) — Fri, 15 Feb 2008 23:31:48 GMT

(Inspired by a Norse legend)

By the edge of a woods, at the foot of a hill,
Is a lush, green meadow where time stands still.
Where the friends of man and woman do run,
When their time on earth is over and done.

For here, between this world and the next,
Is a place where each beloved creature finds rest.
On this golden land, they wait and they play,
Till the Rainbow Bridge they cross over one day.

...

Remember

feeds@yuku.com (sniksnak) — Sun, 10 Feb 2008 09:05:52 GMT

I don't remember much from the place I was born. It was cramped and dark, and we were never played with by the humans. I remember Mom and her soft fur, but she was often sick, and very thin. She had hardly any milk for me and my brothers and sisters. I remember many of them dying, and I missed them so.

I do remember the day I was taken from Mom. I was so sad and scared, my milk teeth had only just come in, and I really should have been with Mom still but she was so sick, and the...

Rescued Dog

feeds@yuku.com (sniksnak) — Sat, 09 Feb 2008 01:29:22 GMT

Rescued Dog

Once I was a lonely dog,
Just looking for a home.
I had no place to go,
No one to call my own.
I wandered up and down the streets,
In rain in heat and snow.
I ate whatever I could find,
I was always on the go.
My skin would itch, my feet were sore,
My body ached with pain.
And no one stopped to give a pat
Or to gently say my name.
I never saw a loving glance,
I was always on the run.
...

A Poem to My Foster Dog

feeds@yuku.com (sniksnak) — Sun, 03 Feb 2008 13:32:08 GMT

I am the bridge between what was and what can be.
I am the pathway to a new life.
I am made of mush,
Because my heart melted when I saw you,
Matted and sore, limping, depressed,
Lonely, unwanted, afraid to love.
For one little time you are mine.
I will feed you with my own hand
I will love you with my whole heart
I will make you whole.
I am made of steel.
Because when the time comes,
When you are well, and sleek,
When your eyes...

My Best Friend

feeds@yuku.com (sniksnak) — Sun, 03 Feb 2008 01:32:32 GMT

My dog and I live in this house. You are welcome to come and visit me anytime but we have a few things that you must understand before you visit:

You must expect a few dog hairs to stick to your clothes. I vacuum and clean every day but a og lives in this house too.

You may be licked and given a paw a few times but he does this because he loves people and wants to say hello, so if you feel that you are too good for his love then you are not welcome here because this is his...

Now We Lay Them Down to Sleep

feeds@yuku.com (sniksnak) — Sun, 13 Jan 2008 02:15:26 GMT

In a special part of heaven, where teardrops wet the clay
God makes those special people, who have to deal with strays.

A large handful of chosen soil, taken from this special place
With special care, he molds their soul, and fills it up with grace.

He sends them down from heaven above, to a world of toil and strife,
Knowing that they will be the ones to care for that pitiful, lonely life.

They'll feed and care for the animals, that others...

Daisy Prints

feeds@yuku.com (sniksnak) — Sun, 06 Jan 2008 19:16:44 GMT

One day when I was feeling down
I thought it might be wise
To view the puppies at the pound
And look them in the eyes.

The city pound shared space with the
Humane Society.
I carried in that place with me
A sense of piety.

I thought the "savior" would be me
When I went to the pound.
I didn't know that it would be
The other way around.

So many dogs there on display --
My mind was so befuddled,...

Tray's Poem

feeds@yuku.com (sniksnak) — Sun, 06 Jan 2008 03:32:01 GMT

One by one, they pass by my cage,
Too old, too worn, too broken, no way.
Way past his time, he can't run and play.
Then they shake their heads slowly and go on their way.

Good Night, Precious

feeds@yuku.com (sniksnak) — Sun, 06 Jan 2008 03:17:56 GMT

Before you die, unwanted one,
I swear there was no way,
I tried - I did! - I promise...
I cried, I cursed, I prayed.

I mailed, I called, I pleaded,
for one to make room for you,
but only Heaven responded,
and there you'll find your due.

You've the most honest eyes I've seen,
a heart so loyal and true -
but our society has decided,
you've no purpose or value.

...

On the Serious Side

Ten Commandments for a Responsible Pet Owner