For me, the rain came early in life. I was running the streets every day trying to find food, stay away from people that wanted to hurt me and keep myself safe from the elements. Then one day, while seeking shelter on a porch, the sun came out. A woman stepped outside and introduced me to MPR and just like the sun pushing the clouds away MPR pushed all my days of gloom away.
They took me to an orphanage where I thrived knowing that I had a warm place to stay and good food everyday. This is where I have been since October 2007, in the orphanage. It's been great for me cause I have learned lots of things while being here. I've learned how to sit, ignore other dogs that I am walking by (I have to walk by other dogs to go outside and play), how to help hold the leash when I am getting ready to go somewhere, how to put my dirty blankets in the dirty laundry, and even how to make my bed (I put my blankets in my bed if you just put them in my kennel).
So if I have learned all of this new stuff why doesn't anyone want me? Where is my forever family?
My favorite nanny keeps telling me to be strong, that my time will come and my forever family is out there. I have to admit that after being here for 15 months now I'm starting to wonder if this is true or not. I've seen about 135 other orphans get adopted but I'm still here. Is my family lost? Did they come to get me then see someone else that would look better in the family photo than I would? I know that I may not be as handsome as a knight but my heart is bigger than any other dog that's here, why doesn't this count for anything? Don't families want someone that is more dedicated to them than anyone could dream of?
Just one chance, that's all I'm askin for. Just one.
With lots of hope,
Sir
P.S. - I really like playing tug-o-war.
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