Poems

Often the feelings we have about our own dogs or the way we see digs treated is best expressed through the written word. below are just a couple of examples, if you have something you would like to contribute please e-mail us, we would be pleased to hear from you. You can find our details on the contact us page

Before I Was a Dog Person

Before I was a Dog Person:
I made and ate hot meals unmolested. I had unstained, unfurred clothes.
I had quiet conversations on the phone, even if the doorbell rang.

Before I was a Dog Person:
I slept as late as I wanted and never worried about how late I got to bed
or if I could get into my bed.

Before I was a Dog Person:
I didn't worry if my plants, cleansers, plastic bags, toilet paper,
soap or deodorant were poisonous or dangerous.

Before I was a Dog Person:
I had never been peed on, pooped on, drooled on,
chewed on or pinched by puppy teeth.

Before I was a Dog Person:
I had complete control of my thoughts,
my body and mind. I slept all night without sharing the covers or pillow.

Before I was a Dog Person:
I never looked into big, soulful eyes and cried.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop a hurt.
I never knew something so furry and four-legged could affect my heart so deeply.

Before I was a Dog Person:
I had never held a sleeping puppy just because I couldn't put it down.
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was well.
I didn't know how warm it feels inside to feed a hungry puppy.
I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important.

Before I was a Dog Person:
I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment
or the satisfaction of being A Dog Person

Dedicated by 'the webmaster' to David & Rachel - true Dog People

Before I Die

'Tis lonely here in prison, I dream of sun, of fields,
I saw them from a window once, but I don't know how they feel.
I've never known a caress, a friend, a bone, a toy,
I'd happily companion, a human girl or boy.
But some men have decided, with selfishness and greed,
that my fate shall be a cage, and for my keep, I'll breed.

What should fuel this folly? My kind may bark in vain.
We care not for your commerce, and few know of our pain.
We're hidden well from justice, for our freedom some may cry.
God grant me, please, just one request - Let me play once before I die.

Dedicated to the millions of animals who never knew the sun and fresh air,
those regarded as property, and who profited human bank accounts.
Please help change laws that ignore animals are sentient beings deserving of guardianship

Remember the Oldies

Sitting here in my kennel I wonder if my time will come,

for someone to adopt me, love me Oh, to be their special one.

People walk by, with no-more than a glance not giving a second to say "hello",

I'm old but have a lot to give but this they will never know.

My days are numbered, time is running out I used to be cute, playful and young,

but now I just sit here can't be bothered to bark or shout.

Growing old then turned out because of it, did I really commit a crime?

being locked in this kennel where I will probably be, till the end of my time.

Not many people adopt older dogs but why is anyone's guess,

really we are no bother at all already house trained so no mess!!!

Puppies may be cute, but more trouble than their worth this you should know,

believe me when I say this, 'cos I was one, but it was many moons ago.

We may not have long to live but some of us have years,

we just need someone to love us and prove that people do care.

So if you are reading this and contemplating getting a friend,

remember don't forget us oldies loyal and loving, till the bitter end.

Do I go home today

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 the things I'll not forget - a cherished memory.

I now live in the shelter - without my family. They used to laugh and praise me when I played with that old shoe. But I didn't 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 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 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 from going insane.

So they brought me to the shelter but were embarrassed to say why. They said I caused an allergy, and then they 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 that mean I have a second chance? Do I go home today?

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