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Today's pass along
I WAS BORN IN THE SUMMER A FEW YEARS AGO. QUITE WHY I WAS BORN, I'LL NEVER KNOW. SOME FOLK OWNED MY MOTHER, THEY DECIDED TO BREED. NO REASON I KNOW OF, EXCEPT FOR GREED. I KNOW I WAS HUNGRY; I KNOW I WAS COLD. AND THEY SOLD ME QUITE EARLY AT JUST 5 WEEKS OLD. OWNERS NUMBER ONE SEEMED FRIENDLY AT FIRST AND LIFE WAS QUITE GOOD TIL MY BUBBLE BURST. THEY STARTED TO ARGUE; THEIR MARRIAGE SPLIT UP AND IN WENT THE ADVERT: "FOR SALE - 4 MONTH OLD PUP." SOME MORE FOLK ARRIVED, THE NEXT ONES IN LINE. THEY TREATED ME KINDLY AND LIFE WAS JUST FINE. BUT THE MASTER DROPPED DEAD AND SHE COULDN'T COPE. SHE SHE SOLD ME AGAIN (I'LL SOON GIVE UP HOPE). I NOW HAD A NEW HOME UP IN THE SKY. WE WENT UP IN A LIFT FOURTEEN FLOORS HIGH. THE NEW FOLK WERE KIND BUT THEY LEFT ME ALL DAY. I WAS BUSTING TO WEE, AND HAD NO WHERE TO PLAY. IT WAS BOREDOM I THINK, WHEN I CHEWED UP THAT CHAIR. THEY AGREED "I SHOULD GO AS IT JUST WASN'T FAIR." THE NEXT HOME WAS GOOD AND I THOUGHT " THIS IS IT" THEY STARTED TO SHOW AND I WON - WELL A BIT. THEN SOMEONE TOLD THEM THAT I HAD "NO BONE" AND IN WENT THE ADVERT: "FOR SALE- TO A GOOD HOME." THE NEXT LOT WERE DREADFUL; THEY WANTED A GUARD. BUT I DIDN'T KNOW THEM ALTHOUGH I TRIED HARD. ONE NIGHT THEY GOT BURGLED AND I DIDN'T BARK, TIED UP IN THAT SHED ALONE IN THE DARK. FOR FOUR MONTHS I LAY IN THAT COLD, DARK SHED WITH ONLY AN OLD PAPER SACK FOR A BED. A SMALL DISH OF WATER, ALL SLIMY AND GREEN. THE STATE I WAS IN, WELL, I HAD TO BE SEEN. I LONGED FOR DESTRUCTION, AN END TO THE PAIN. BUT SOME PEOPLE CAME AND I WENT OFF AGAIN. WELL NOW I'M WITH RESCUE AND THIS IS A GOOD HOME. THERE'S WALKS IN THE COUNTRY AND LOTS OF GOOD FOOD. THERE'S KISSES AND CUDDLES TO GREET ME EACH DAY AND I DREAD THE TIME THEY WILL SEND ME AWAY. BUT FOR NOW, HERE I STAND SKIN AND BONE, ON ALL FOURS. PLEASE - DON'T LET "ME" HAPPEN TO ANY OF YOURS. |