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This following sad story was written by: Jim Willis

When I was a puppy I entertained you with my antics
and made you laugh. You called me your child and
despite a number of chewed shoes and murdered throw
pillows, I became your best friend. Whenever I was ”bad”,
you’d shake your finger at me and ask “How could you?”-but
then you’d relent and roll me over for a bellyrub.

My housetraining took a little longer than expected, because
you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together.
I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed, listening to
your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life
could not be any more perfect.

We went for long walks and
runs in the park, car rides, stops for icecream (I only got the
cone because ”icecream is bad for dogs,” you said), and I
took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at
the end of the day.

Gradually, you began spending more tim at work and on your
career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited
for you patiently. comforted you through heartbreaks and
disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and
romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in

She, now your wife, is not a ”dog person”-still I welcomed
her into our home,tried to show her affection, and obeyed
her. I was happy because you were happy.Then the human
babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was
fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted
to mother them, too.

Only she and you worried I might hurt
them, and I spent most of my time banished to another
room, or to a dog crate. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but
I became a ”prisoner of love”.

As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to
my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked
fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears and gave me kisses
on my nose.

I loved everything about them and their touch -
because your touch was now so infrequent - and I would
have defended them with my life if need be.

I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and
secret dreams. Together we waited for the sound of your
car in the driveway. There had been a time, when others
asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of
me from your wallet and told them stories about me.

past few years, you just answered “yes” and changed the
subject. I had gone from being “your dog” to “just a dog,”
and you resented every expenditure on my behalf.

Now you have a new career opportunity in another city, and
you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not
allow pets. You’ve made the right decision for your “family,”
but there was a time when I was your only family.

I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the
animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of
hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said “I know
you will find a good home for her.” They shrugged and gave
you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a
middle-aged dog or cat, even one with “papers.”

You had to
pry your son’s fingers loose from my collar as he
screamed “No, Daddy! Please don’t let them take my dog!”
And I worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught
him about friendship and loyalty, about love and
responsibility, and about respect for all life.

You gave me a
goodbye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely
refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a
deadline to meet and now I have one, too.

After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew
about your upcoming move months ago and made no
attempt to find me another good home. They shook their
heads and asked “How could you?”

They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy
schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my
appetite days ago.

At first, whenever anyone passed my
pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you - that you had
changed your mind - that this was all a bad dream…or I
hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who
might save me.

When I realized I could not compete with
the frolicking for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to
their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited.

I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the
day and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate
room. A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table,
rubbed my ears and told me not to worry. My heart pounded
in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a
sense of relief.

The prisoner of love had run out of days. As
is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden
which she bears weighs heavily on her and I know that, the
same way I knew your every mood.

She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear
ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I
used to comfort you so many years ago.

She expertly slid
the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and
the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down
sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured “How could

Perhaps because she understood my dogspeak, she said “I’m
so sorry.” She hugged me and hurriedly explained it was her
job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn’t
be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for
myself - a place of love and light so very different from this
earthly place.

With my last bit of energy, I tried to convey
to her with a thump of my tail that my “How could you?”
was not meant for her. It was you, My Beloved Master, I
was thinking of. I will think of you and wait for you forever.

May everyone in your life continue to show you so much

The End

read all of what is below all the stories and poems. if you don't you are a heartless jerk and are not nice to others. if you do and repost this then god bless you you must have a really big heart.

Month one

I am only 8 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two

today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here

Month Three

You know what Mommy
I'm a boy!!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.

Month Four

my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five

You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven

I am okay.
I am in Jesus's arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.

Before you take the life of your baby, really consider all your options. Would you rather be fat for a while, or kill your child?

If you're against abortion, re-post this


Mummy...Johnny brought a gun to school
He told his friends that it was cool
And when he pulled the trigger back
It shot with a great crack
Mummy I was a good girl
I did what I was told
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold
But mummy when I went to school that day, I never said goodbye
I'm sorry mummy I had to go, but mommy please don't cry
When Johnny shot the gun he hit me and another
And all because he got the gun from his older brother
Mummy please tell daddy that I love him very much
And please tell Chris, my boyfriend, that it wasn't just a crush
And tell my little sister that she is the only one now
And tell my dear sweet grandmother that I'll be waiting for her now
And tell my wonderful friends that they were always the best
Mummy I'm not the first I'm no better than the rest
Mummy tell my teachers I won't show up for class
And never to forget this and please don't let this pass
Mummy why'd it have to be me no one deserves this
Mummy warn the others, mummy I left without a kiss
And mummy tell the doctors I know they really did try
I think I even saw a doctor trying not to cry
Mummy I'm slowly dying with a bullet in my chest
But mummy please remember I'm in heaven with the rest
Mummy I ran as fast as I could when I heard that crack
Mummy listen to me if you would
I wanted to go to college
I wanted to try things that were new
I guess I'm not going with daddy
On that trip to the new zoo
I wanted to get married
I wanted to have a kid
I wanted to be an actress
Mummy I wanted to live
But mummy I must go now
The time is getting late
Mummy tell my Chris
I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date
I love you mummy I always have
I know you know it's true
Mummy all I wanted to say is "mummy I love you"
In memory of the Columbian students that were lost
Please if you would
Pass this around
I'd be happy if you could
Don't smash this on the ground
If you pass this on
Maybe people will cry
Just keep this in heart
For the people that didn't get to say "goodbye"
Now you have two choices
1) repost and show you care
2)ignore it and you have just proven you have a low-down, cold-heart
(Please just copy and paste this on to your site and show that you care


My Name is Tiffany.

I am three,

My eyes are swollen.

I cannot see,

I must be stupid,

I must be bad,

What else could have made

My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better

I wish I weren't ugly,

Then maybe my mommy

Would still want to hug me.

I can't do a wrong

I can't speak at all

Or else I'm locked up

All day long.

When I'm awake I'm all alone

The house is dark

My folks aren't home

When my mommy does come home

I'll try to be nice,

So maybe I'll just get

One whipping tonight.

I just heard a car

My daddy is back

From Charlie's bar.

I hear him curse

My name is called

I press myself

Against the wall

I try to hide

From his evil eyes

I'm so afraid now

I'm starting to cry

He finds me weeping

Calls me ugly words

He says it's my fault

He suffers at work.

He slaps and hits me

And yells at me more,

I finally get free

And run for the door

He's already locked it

And I start to bawl,

He takes me and throws me

Against the hard wall

I fall to the floor

With my bones nearly broken,

And my daddy continues

With more bad words spoken,

"I'm sorry!", I scream

But it's now much too late

His face has been twisted

Into an unimaginable shape

The hurt and the pain

Again and again

Oh please God, have mercy!

Oh please let it end!

And he finally stops

And heads for the door

While I lay there motionless

Sprawled on the floor

My name is Tiffany

I am three,

Tonight my daddy

Murdered me

And you can help

And if you read this

And don't pass it on

I pray for your forgiveness

Because you would have to be

One heartless person

To not be affected

By this Poem

And because you are affected,

Do something about it!

So all I ask you to do

Is pass this on!

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