He came from the pound,
A cry his only sound,
Did not matter where he was found,
He was a great buddy to me all around…
Can’t get him back,
He’s gone & that’s that,
Hopefully living a happy life,
He never, till the end, gave me any strife…
I feel so sorry for him,
He didn’t understand why,
I had to give him up,
I did through out it all cry,
I wish I still had my baby,
Another like him does not exist,
Looking though I do with constant persist…
Ron
In Christs Love
Michelle~
Blessings,
Christine
Anna
Love Tinka
fee
by another name to fill
your big heart,you to find!!
~Ed~
Lady Vivian
There is another puppy just waiting to snag your heart, Big boy.
~W~
Regis
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
It really seems to be time for you to take the "pet plunge" again.
After we got "Sugarplum" it seemed to be a mistake--she was kind of wild with way more energy than Bill and I had. Now I'm truly thankful because she keeps me more active than I would be without her. She's a pain in the neck, a loving companion, a bark-aholic and a frisbee fanatic and a JOY!
Shouldn't I really have a calmer dog? Nah, this nutty dog insists that I forget my gripes and groans and get out and PLAY!
Back to the Pound, Ed...Someone is waiting for you!
Connie
to a beautiful friend.
the best hearts come from the pound
John
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :(
I miss my kitties, too, especially Cajun; she chose me.
Newfie Hugs, Rose