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  A Rescuer's Christmas Poem

Tis the night before Christmas and all through the town, every shelter is full
- we are lost but not found,
Our numbers are hung on our kennels so bare, we hope every minute that
someone will care,
They'll come to adopt us and give us the call, "Come here, Max and
Sparkie - come fetch your new ball!!
But now we sit here and think of the days.. we were treated so fondly - we
had cute, baby ways,
Once we were little, then we grew and we grew - now we're no longer
young and we're no longer new.
So out the back door we were thrown like the trash, they reacted so
quickly - why were they so rash?
We "jump on the children:, "don't come when they call", we "bark when
they leave us", climb over the wall.
We should have been neutered, we should have been spayed, now we
suffer the consequence of the errors THEY made.
If only they'd trained us, if only we knew... we'd have done what they
asked us and worshiped them, too.
We were left in the backyard, or worse -let to roam- now we're tired and
lonely and out of a home.
They dropped us off here and they kissed us good-bye... "Maybe someone
else will give you a try."
So now here we are, all confused and alone... in a shelter with others who
long for a home.
The kind workers come through with a meal and a pat, with so many to
care for, they can't stay to chat,
They move to the next kennel, giving each of us cheer... we know that they
wonder how long we'll be here.
We lay down to sleep and sweet dreams fill our heads.. of a home filled
with love and our own cozy beds.
Then we wake to see sad eyes, brimming with tears - our friends filled with
emptiness, worry, and fear.
If you can't adopt us and there's no room at the Inn - could you help with
the bills and fill our food bin?
We count on your kindness each day of the year - can you give more than
hope to everyone here?
Please make a donation to pay for the heat... and help get us something
special to eat.
The shelter that cares for us wants us to live, and more of us will, if more
people will give.

--Author Unknown



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