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Love, Your Little Dog

Oh boy!! My mom is taking me for a ride today!!
I wonder... will we go to the park or maybe to the store to get a toy?
I am so happy.
As I jump in the back seat my mom looks sad and I snuggle close to her
Because I love her and my job is to protect her and comfort her.
I love my mom.
My window is partially down and I smell so many exciting things.
People laugh as they see me with my tongue hanging out,
Slobbering  in the wind.
I love spring!
We are driving farther today than usual.
I think we might have passed the dog toy store.
What is this bumpy road that we are on and where are we?
My mom is tense and crying and I am not quite sure what is wrong with her.
I am on guard because my instincts tell me that she needs me.
She stops the car and lets me out to potty.
As I smell the flowers in the ditch I hear our car door shut.
I look up to see our car driving away.
She must have forgotten me! I run after her, but our car is going way too fast
And I cannot catch her!
I am alone.
I return to the ditch and wait...
Night is falling and I am hungry.
I am afraid to leave and look for something to eat because I might miss my mom when she returns for me.
I hear a car!
I run to the place where she left me and I look, but it is not her.
A stranger throws a can out of the window and yells at me.
I run farther back into the weeds!
I am scared.
Across the street there are dogs barking and I smell food.
I cross the road and sit by the fence, but the man at the house throws rocks at me
So,  I run back to the ditch to wait for my mom.
I wonder what I did to her.
Am I in trouble?
I always barked when strangers drove up.
I played gently with the children.
I did not beg at the dinner table.
I am so lonely.
Surely my mom will come for me.
I miss my pack, my family.
To complicate matters, I have stomach cramps. Maybe if I find food
I will feel better.
My sides are aching so bad and I feel tremendous pain.
I find a spot under some reeds beside the railroad tracks
And all of a sudden something is leaving my body
And I cannot control it!
I turn towards the pressure and there is a wriggling, wet image of myself
Straining to make its way into the world.
I lay in the nest I made, all night, puppy after puppy
Entering the world.
I must protect my new family, but now I am practically starving.
It has been four days since my mom left me here
And I have a family to feed.
I am hungry.
A lady in a white truck stopped and tried to speak to me,
But I do not know her.
Will she also throw rocks at me?
I just do not know if I can trust her.
I think it was her that left some food in the ditch,
Though, I am not sure.
My end is unknown to me.
I will wait right here, where my mom left me.
I will remain faithful.
She surely will come looking for me.
I know she just forgot me.
It is getting harder to feed my family.
I hope my mom comes soon, to help us.
Even though this is a foreign place I have to wait here, for my mom.

I love you, mom,

Love,

your little dog.

— wolfycat, May 21, 2009

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weirdelf

weirdelf

17 years ago

Hey Wolfy! Welcome back, LTNS

And what a comeback! I was devastated and all bottom-lip-quivery by this. The anthropomorphism is a tad over the top but is forgiven by the intensity of the emotions you convey so lucidly, cheers, Jess Forever unwrapping the eternal present.
wolfycat

wolfycat

17 years ago

Thanks, Jess

Thanks for reading and for commenting, Jess. When writing this I thought about my "Sam." All I have to do is say "Do you want to go bye bye? Let's go get in the truck! Get your leash, Sam." This causes Sam to grab his leash from the hook and scream at me while holding his leash in his mouth. He loves to go for a ride. I cannot imagine leaving him in a ditch somewhere like so many around here do. I wrote this to try and make people aware how difficult it is for a dog to try and make it after getting dumped like common trash. I always appreciate your views and comments, Jess! Have a wonderful evening! catherine
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sha_onarainyday

17 years ago

I agree with weirdelf that

I agree with weirdelf that this was a little over the top, but I get your sentiment. it's very sad, what happens to animals. I have a little pound puppy of my own. this poem effectively tugged at my heart strings.
wolfycat

wolfycat

17 years ago

Hello, and thank you:)

"this poem effectively tugged at my heart strings." Thank you very much, for this is exactly what I was trying to do:) Dog's deserve more than they sometimes get. They are faithful companions who will die for their owners. We get back what we put in to their lives. It's wonderful that you have a pound puppy:) I appreciate your view of my poem and your comments! catherine
Geezer

Geezer

17 years ago

I don't often...

I don't often give five stars for something that makes me so sad! But you had to get them. I too am devastated by those dogs abandoned,they must be so alone. Not over the top at all! Gee.
wolfycat

wolfycat

17 years ago

Thanks very much!

It would be kinder to have a pet humanely euthanized than to dump one out in a ditch, somewhere. I see a lot of it out here and it makes me sick:( We do what we can, but it is never enough. I have to be very careful what I take in because my dog, Sam, has a compromised immune system and cannot be vaccinated again. I really appreciate your view and comments:) Catherine
infinite_dwarf

infinite_dwarf

17 years ago

Catherine

First off, excellent to see you posting again. I've heard horror stories such as these, as well as more personal stories from my family who rescued a couple dogs... it's sickening. I don't have a pound puppy, but I do have a pound kitty! Great write. Jess K. ------------------------------------- "Until that ‘morrow render unto me That which is mine my stipend well deserved The fairest flower of your progeny Your sons, your daughters your hopes and your dreams The cruel consequence of your conceit" - Steve Earle
wolfycat

wolfycat

17 years ago

Hello Jess,

Thank you very much. It is good to be back on Neopoet:) It is very sad to see all of these poor dogs and only be able to help a small number. It is wonderful that you have a pound kitty. Thank you very much for your favorable review! catherine