My family moved away and left me behind. What will become of me now? Can I come home with you? I’ll love you forever!
Well, hello, are you going to take me home with you?
Yes, the nice people here say that I am a stray…whatever that is.
Is that a problem? I need a good home, you see, my human family didn’t want me anymore and moved away, leaving me behind. I tried to stay out of trouble and fend for myself but I guess trouble found me anyway because here I am.
What’s that? What breed of dog am I you ask? Well, I’m not sure…I think my father was a German Shepard and my mother was a Doberman, so, what does that make me?
“A mutt”, you say? Is that a good thing? Oh, wait, you look disappointed, maybe it’s a bad thing…please give me a chance I’ll do anything to please you!
I don’t shed very much…and I’m house broken. I won’t eat a lot because I’ve gone hungry for quite awhile now and so my stomach has shrunk.
“I’m ugly”, you say…well, I’m sorry, I can’t do much about that but I’ll do my very best to make you happy everyday! Are looks really all that important? They must be… it must be a human thing.
Won’t you please give me a chance, and a new home? … Wait! Please don’t go!
Please come back! Don’t leave me here! They say they’ll have to put me to sleep if someone doesn’t take me home with them soon! Please, I don’t want to die!
The heavy metal door slams shut. Silence fills the cold room.
“I’m going to be put to death…and it’s all my fault because my family didn’t want me, anymore. “I’m a “mutt” and I’m ugly. Beauty seems to be important to humans and I don’t have any.”
I wonder how much longer I have before I’ll be executed… I wonder how they’ll do it…
Will it be painless? Will I actually just go to sleep? I guess I’ll just not ever wake up again… all because my family didn’t want me anymore…”
“Hi pretty boy! Would you like to come home with me?”
“What’s this? Another human? I guess I was so upset that I didn’t even hear you come in!”
“What’s your name, big guy? Can I pet you? How about letting me scratch you behind the ears, do you like that?”
“Oh, yes! I do like to be scratched behind the ears! It feels wonderful!”
“You poor dog, you’re nothing but a bag of bones! Oh my Gosh! How long has it been since you had a good meal? … Aww, you’ve been abused and neglected!”
“Huh? I have?”
“Oh, let me give you kisses for your kindness! Oh, this feels marvelous! Will you take me home with you?”
“Bless your heart! You’re just starved for attention, aren’t you?”
“Oh, yes, I am, it’s been so long since anyone showed me any affection!”
“I wonder what your name is…the tag doesn’t say…it just says that you’re a stray…”
“Yes, they call me a stray but my family named me “Butch”…I guess there’s no way I can tell you that though…”
“Well, you’re coming home with me. We’ll come up with a name for you later.”
“Oh, do you really mean it? Can I go home with you? Do you want me? Watch me wag my tail in sheer happiness! Careful now, I don’t want to hit you with it! Oh, let me kiss you! You’re a wonderful human! I love you, already!”
“Bless your heart, you’ll be happy with me, I have a nice home with a big back yard that’s fenced in and I’ll spoil you rotten!”
“You will? And you won’t ever abandon me? Or decide you don’t want me, anymore?
I’m so happy! I’ll love you forever and I’ll protect you from strangers and danger!
I’ll guard your home and yard and you and everything! … You’ll see! You won’t be sorry! You just saved my life and I won’t ever forget it!”
Butch here was one of the lucky ones…sadly, millions of dogs just like him and cats too are put to death everyday all across the United States. Their only crime was being born…and unwanted.
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