Sad but true

K.A.B · Sad but true

Today is the death day of nobody’s dog
Nothing will mark it but a note in the log
I’m faceless and nameless and no tears will fall
For I know in your world I have no worth at all

To you, my sweet someone, I’m a friend and a dear
We ran the wind daily and you held me so near
But the gate was left open – I chanced a walk on my own
I’d have cowered in fear if only I’d known

I know how you cried on the night that I strayed
I know how you searched, I know how you prayed
But I went to a pound far far from our home
Where I crouched in despair in my kennel alone

I know that you phoned for I heard your dear voice
And I hoped you would hear me so I barked myself hoarse
Although I’m a Lab cross with stockings all white
On their form I’m a Staff cross – the description’s not right

So they said I’m not here and I sank to my bed
My kennel cough’s worse and I can’t raise my head
The rescue came yesterday but they hadn’t a place
For an un-neutered cross breed with his mucus-streaked face

If only you’d come to search for me here
You would have known me at once, you would have sensed I was near
You would have sorted my ills, you would have carried me home
And I promise our God no more would I roam

Now my eyes plead for mercy for my seven days are done
And I am waiting with dread for the final vet run
No arms will caress me as they inject me to death
No words will comfort me as I take my last breath

When the body man comes, it is fitting I’m found
In a bin bag in the freezer in the depths of the pound
Thrown away like the rubbish - no respect and no shame
Denied even the time to find you again

My loyalty and devotion they did cruelly betray
Without microchip or nametag, I am just a dispensable stray
Once waggy-tailed, once proud, beloved and free
Oh Dad look with pain at what mankind’s done to me!

K.A.B

I wasn't a pup when I came to your home,
I'd been dumped on the road, left to roam.
Don't remember the people except the pain.
They left me to die in the cold and the rain.

You were driving down the hwy, it was late at night
When you saw the faintest glimmer of light.
You took a chance and turned around
Got out of the van and knelt to the ground.

My quivering body felt the gentlest of hands.
I knew I need not make any demands.
In your heart, and your home, there was always room
For those who would face certain doom.

You healed my body and you healed my heart.
You gave me what I needed, a fresh start.
When I cried at night, you were always there
With soft words, a kiss, a hug to share.

When I misbehaved and would cower with guilt
You only showed love.....up to the hilt.
You loved and cared for me in sickness and health
Our love for each other was more precious than wealth.
Even when you were tired and had a bad day
You'd always come home to me and say,
"I missed you my baby. I'm glad to be back."
Then you'd give me kiss, a hug and a pat.
We'd have a nice dinner then go out to play
There was so much love I wanted to stay.
But my eyes, they faded and my heart grew weak
As my time grew closer you could not speak.
You held me tight, tears flowed from your eyes
We both had to say our sad good byes.
The release from pain we knew must end
No more time on this Earth would we spend
Running in the fields, playing ball
Sitting quietly together at the end of it all.

But our time together is not through
Because I'll be there waiting for you
At the edge of the Rainbow Bridge I'll stand
Until I once again see those gentle hands.

I'll run to you with tail held high
We will never again have to say goodbye.
My love at death, it does not end
Because you are, indeed, DOGS best friend.

Jeane Illsche
June 21, 1998

K.A.B

Will You Help Me Unpack?"
Now that I'm home, bathed, settled and fed,
and all nicely tucked in my warm new bed,
I should unpack my baggage, lest I forget,
There is so much to carry, so much to regret...

Hmm...Yes there it is, right on top, let's first unpack Loneliness, Heartache and Loss,
And there by my leash hides Fear and hides Shame,
As I look on these things I tried so hard to leave,
I still have to unpack my baggage called Pain.

I loved them, the others, the ones who left me,
but I wasn't good enough for they didn't want me.
Will you add to my baggage? Will you help me unpack?
Or recoil from my things and take me right back?

Do you have the time to help me unpack?
To put away my baggage, and never repack?
I pray that you do, for I'm so tired you see,
But I do come with baggage — do you still want me?

- Unknown

K.A.B

A Dog Sits Waiting

(by Kathy Flood)

A dog sits waiting in the cold autumn sun.
Too faithful to leave, too frightened to run.

He's been here for days now with nothing to do
but sit by the road, waiting for you.

He can't understand why you left him that day.
He thought you and he were stopping to play.

He's sure you'll come back, and that's why he stays.
How long will he suffer? How many more days?

His legs have grown weak, his throat's parched and dry.
He's sick now from hunger, and falls, with a sigh.

He lays down his head and closes his eyes.
I wish you could see how a waiting dog dies.

K.A.B

I wish someone could tell me
What it is that I've done wrong,
Why I have to stay chained up
And left alone so long.

They seemed so glad to have me
When I came here as a pup.
There were so many things we'd do
While I was growing up.

They couldn't wait to train me
As companion and as friend.
They told me they would never fear
Being left alone again.

The children said they'd feed me,
Said they'd brush me every day,
They'd play with me and walk me,
If only I could stay.

But now the family hasn't time.
They often say I shed.
They wont allow me in the house,
Not even to be fed.

The children never walk me.
They always say, "Not Now!"
I wish that I could please them.
Won't someone tell me how?

All I have is love, you see,
I wish they would explain,
Why they said they wanted me
Then left me on a chain.

K.A.B

Shame is a word I can’t fully explain
I felt it so deeply and thought I was to blame
But now I have learnt that no shame must I bare
I wasn’t the one; it wasn’t me who didn’t care
It’s you that should be shamed for what you have done
To me and my only remaining young son.
To have treated me so cruelly and my litter of eight
Each action you took was filled with so much hate
How many did you make suffer that same awful fate?
Sparse was the food, minimal the light
Two days, four days no water in sight
Cold were the walls and damp were the nights
Only excrement to sleep on as we cuddle in tight.

The sounds of the locks, the whimpers, the cries
“Oh please dear Lord let him pass on by
”No more kicks, no more blows,
please don’t be hell bent
On injuring us more. My energies spent.
My puppies are dead to weak to survive
I have only one son left lying limp by my side
I will do my best to protect him that I do know
But my body is telling me it’s nearly time for me to go.
One more blow from you and I will be in a far away place.
Where hopefully there’s only warmth, peace and space
But for now I will fight and fight for my son
I must continue as he’s the only remaining one.

The lock slams back
The light is bright
Oh no dear god it blinds, it’s taken my sight
I blink and I squint, I snarl and I snap
But two big hands are upon my back.
Up I am lifted, whisked through the air
Held so tightly, it hurts, he doesn’t care.
The air is musty, the air is hot,
I’m wrapped in a sack then shoved in a box.
I panic, I shout, Oh god it’s so hot
My back is hurting, my eyes do smart
I feel so much pain deep in my heart.
Then a sudden prick a sudden pain
I can’t give in, I must remain.
This odd warm feeling creeps up my feet
And slowly and gently I drift into sleep.

But when I awake in a warm cosy glow
Something right next to me moves to and fro
I turn to look through half closed eyes and there is my son
He’s here by my side
There’s a bowl on the floor and food on a table
I want to get up but am too weak, am unable.
This must be heaven I feel at peace
I lie back down I need to sleep.

Three years have now past and those days have long gone
My son is still with me and we've both grown strong.
So to all those who foster, to those that care
To those who rescue and those that were there
For all who gave us love and a new start
I want to thank you with all the love in my heart
For it is thanks to you so many live on
And all pain and suffering is long gone.
So with all the love from within our hearts
We wish you all good cheer and a prosperous special New Year

K.A.B

The Prayer Of A Stray
Dear God, please send me somebody who'll care!
I'm tired of running, I'm sick with despair.
My body is aching, it's so racked with pain.
And dear God I pray as I run in the rain,
that someone will love me and give me a home.
A warm cozy bed I can call my own.
My last owner neglected me and chased me away
to rummage in garbage and live as a stray.
But now, God, I'm tired and hungry and cold.
And I'm afraid that I'll never grow old.
They've chased me with sticks and hit me with stones
while I run in the streets just looking for bones!
I'm not really bad, God, please help me if you can.
For I have just become a "VICTIM OF MAN"!
I'm wormy, Dear God, and I'm ridden with fleas
and all that I want is an owner to please!
If You find one for me, God, I'll try to be good.
I won't run away and I'll do as I should.
I don't think I'll make it too long on my own,
cause I'm getting so weak and I'm so all alone.
Each night as I sleep in the bushes I cry,
cause I'm so afraid, God, that I'm gonna die!
And I've got so much love and devotion to give,
that I should be given a new chance to live.
So, dear God, PLEASE, PLEASE answer my prayer
and send me somebody who WILL really care...

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Guest · Re: Sad but true

people at work were wondering why a grown man sits in front of his computer t work with tears rolling down his eyes
this is one of the saddest things i have read

Sad but true

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