Poem -
Max The Ghetto Dog
Welcome to the Family
Max
We love that you
are here
Ironically
We saw you
a couple of Months
ago
on
a street
corner
Hustling
with
a
couple
of PITBULLS
The Animal
Shelter
said as
much
when
we took
you
in
When you
arrived at our house
You looked
as though
You were
the Prince
Of BelAir
At first
you were
uncomfortable
being in
An upper
Middle Class
environment
but now
you are feeling
at ease
Rest assure
You belong
We are your Pack.........................
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Comments
Hello Greg...
Great story!
Dogs are a lot like people...
This brought my mind once again to Foster Children and Orphans and all the young adults out there who have yet to find their forever home...
Living with strangers has got to be very unsettling...
Then those who end up homeless because they got older...
I'm glad for your family and for Max...
Congratulations to you all!!
Great write!
Thank you for sharing...
Hugs...
sparrowsong
Hello Greg...
Yes, I remember but, you're keeping him alive for us as you discuss his time here...
My Dog since I had since she was a puppy and her preference was new shoes...
I think she loved the smell and would get carried away like someone who loves a car with the new smell...
We aren't dogs, we don't eat it...
If we were shoes probably wouldn't be safe either...
Somehow, she managed to get into the closet and the door was closed...
She just turned 15 a couple of weeks ago and she has a slight heart murmur...
She doesn't know...
I will miss her terribly...
Again, I'm sorry about Dukey...
Hugs again...
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