Saving Senior Dogs 

~ Pops~

One by one, they pass my cage,

A big old dog, arthritic with age.

Way past his prime, can’t run and can’t play.

They shake their heads slowly and go on their way.

I once had a home, I once had a bed,

A place that was warm, and where I was fed.

Now my muzzle is grey, and my eyes slowly fail.

Who wants a dog so old and so frail?

My family decided I didn’t belong,

I got in their way, my attitude was wrong.

Whatever excuse they made in their head,

Can’t justify how they left me for dead.

When I had come to the end of my rope,

You looked at my face, and I finally had hope.

And felt I still had life beyond this cage.

You took me home, gave me food and a bed,

And shared you own pillow with my poor tired head.

We snuggle and play, and you talk to me low,

You love me so dearly, you want me to know.

I may be with you for a week, or for years,

We will share many smiles, you will no doubt shed tears.

And when the time comes that God deems I must leave,

I know you will cry and your heart, it will grieve.

And when I arrive at the Bridge, all brand new,

My thoughts and my heart will still be with you.

And then I will brag to all who will hear,

Of the person who made my last days so dear.

Author Unknown

As seen in Best Friends Network 8/28/06