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It's hard to believe that Harley (right) was an unwanted runt of the litter,(now 85lbs), and Ginger (left) went through three different owners due to "bad doggie behavior" before her first birthday.
They've finally found their "forever homes".
The Point is This...
Thousands of animals are abused and left to die each day. Even more are born in the streets as strays with noone to love them. The numbers are staggering, it's out of control.
We hear stories all the time about puppies thrown out of a moving truck or kittens, not even weaned, found inside a taped box by a dumpster. "Oh it's so sad" we all say, but is that where it ends? You can help save these furry little souls from disease, suffering and death with hardly any effort at all. Please, animal lovers, if you have a pet that you cherish, look into their intelligent little eyes with the thought of what may have happened to them if not for you. Please help save these lost souls in any way that you can.
Here are some easy ways to start.
Spay or neuter your animals. There are many organizations out there that will do this for free or at a reduced cost.
Donate to your local shelter. It's not always a matter of money. A lot of shelters just need old blankets, carriers, food or other items.
Give your time. I can't tell you how many organizations out there need a plumber, electrician, handyman, vet, etc. Just a few hours a week or month could save lives.
If we all just gave a little...
Room in Your Heart
A poem for all who have lost
a cherished pet.
Sorrow fills a barren space;
you close your eyes and see my face
and think of times I made you laugh,
the love we shared, the bond we had,
the special way I needed you -
the friendship shared by just we two.
The day's too quiet, the world seems older,
the wind blows now a little colder.
You gaze into the empty air
and look for me, but I'm not there -
I'm in heaven and I watch you,
and I see the world around you too.
I see little souls wearing fur,
souls who bark and souls who purr
born unwanted and unloved -
I see all this and more above -
I watch them suffer, I see them cry,
I see them lost, I watch them die.
I see unwanted thousands born -
and when they die, nobody mourns.
These little souls wearing fur
(Some who bark and some who purr)
are castaways who - unlike me -
will never know love or security.
A few short months they starve and roam,
Or caged in shelters - nobody takes home.
They're special too (furballs of pleasure),
filled with love and each one, a treasure.
My pain and suffering came to an end,
so don't cry for me, my person...my friend.
But think of the living -
those souls with fur
(some who bark and some who purr) -
And though our bond can't be broken apart,
make room for another in your home and
Want to submit a poem about
lost or unwanted animals?