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A Prayer For the Humans...

My people are so precious Lord
I know you think so too
And I believe You put me here
to love them just for You!

They take such gentle care of me
and have such tender hearts...
Please always use me Lord
to comfort them when their
tear drops start!

They face a lot of battles
as they live and work each day..
They need me Lord to make them smile
and to show them how to play!

The world is full of people Lord
but sometimes real friends are few...
PLease let my love and loyalty
Remind them Lord of You!

And when my final moment comes
Lord tell them as we part...
I was a made-to-order gift
From Your great and loving heart!

The Dog

Hope Harrington Kolp



I would've died that day if not for you.
I would've given up on life if not for your kind eyes.
I would've used my teeth in fear if not for your gentle hands.
I would've have left this life believing that all humans don't care.
Believing there is no such thing as fur that isn't matted
skin that isn't flea bitten
good food and enough of it
beds to sleep on
someone to love me
to show me I deserve love just because I exist.
Your kind eyes, your loving smile, your gentle hands
Your big heart saved me........
You saved me from the terror of the pound
Soothing away memories of my old life.
You have taught me what it means to be loved.
I have seen you do the same for other dogs like me.
I have heard you ask yourself in times of despair
Why you do it
When there is no more money, no more room, no more homes
You open your heart a little bigger, stretch the money a little tighter
Make just a little more room....to save one more like me
I tell you with gratitude and love that shines in my eyes
In the best way I know how
Reminding you why you go on trying.
I am the reason
The dogs before me are the reason
As are the ones who come after.
Our lives would have been wasted, our love never given.
We would've died if not for you.



Had I not made the decision to participate in rescue,
I would never have had the chance to meet him. If
I had sat here comfortably in my home and said "I already
have four dogs and I know that I couldn't take in another -
even on a temporary basis," I would never have met this dog.

Yes, it takes time to rescue and foster... but who gave me
Time in the first place? And why or what was the reason I
was given Time? To fill my own needs? Or was there another
reason ever so small and seemingly insignificant, like rescuing
this one dog, that could make a difference in another's life?
Perhaps to add joy, hope, help and companionship to another
who is in need?

With great sadness, I sat down on a footstool in my kitchen
this morning and watched as this foster dog bounced back into
the house and skidded across the floor to sit ever so perfectly
in front of me. He was the picture of health, finally. He was
all smiles for me.... and I smiled back at his happy face. Deep
in his eyes, the storm clouds of illness and generalized poor
health had blown away, and the clear light of his perfection
radiated out from his beautiful soul. He holds no ill will
toward man. He forgives us all.

I thought to myself as I impressed this one last long look of
him into my heart, what a very fine creature You have created.
Tears slowly pooled and spilled over my cheekbones as the deeper
realization of how wonderful this dog is sank into my internal
file cabinet of Needful Things to Remember. Lord, he's a dog -
but he's a better human being than I am.

He has forgives quickly. Would I do the same?
He passionately enjoys the simple things in life.
And I have often overlooked them. He accepts change and
gets on with his life. I fuss and worry about change.

He lives today and loves today. And I often dwell in
the past or worry about the future. He loves no matter
what. I am not that free.

This very lovely dog has gone to his new home today and
already I miss him. Thank You for bringing this dog into
my life. And thank You for the beautiful and tender lesson
on how to be a better human.

-Author Unknown


He woke with a start
could not figure out where he was.
Why am I warm, why am I safe,
why is the world suddenly soft?
Oh yes, the lady that talks so sweet
she rubs my ears and cooches my belly.
I like it here
wonder if she'll send me back?

It is quiet but I can hear life about me
it is a calm, safe feeling.
One I have never known
but have dreamt of.
I have only been here a day
wonder if they'll let me stay?

Maybe if I'm good and sweet
they won't put me on the street.
I'm so confused
the lady talks so nice all the time.
I got my own dinner last night
without a fight.
I hear some noise
wonder if she'll send me back?

She is calling my name
how sweet she sounds.
I am here, right here
waiting for my ear rub.
Better wag my tail
let her know I like her a lot.
There she is, she is so soft
wonder if she'll let me stay?

Time to go out she says
better not do it on the floor.
Out side with all the others
they seem happy here too.
I hope she lets me stay.

Wow food again
and all my own!
She just rubbed my head
and said 'what a good boy.'
Me a good boy
wow me a good boy!
Oh that smile of hers
hope she lets me stay.

Looks like play time
hey I can play too.
She is laughing
I remember that sound.
They used to do that when
I was little and they liked me.
You know the other people
then they just stopped laughing.
Please don't make me go back.

She is on the phone
thought I heard my name.
She is looking at me
she is smiling.
Better get over there and
get one of those ear rubs.
She is talking about me
Please don't make me go back.

Still talking about me
Wonder what she meant.
She said 'looks like a keeper to me.'
I hope she'll let me stay.

I was never allowed to give kisses
wonder what she would do?
Think I'll try.
Oh my, she's got tears in her eyes!
Oh what have I done?
A big hug, maybe she'll let me stay.

She said I'm home now
talks to me a lot, real nice.
Wow, what a day and
it's only just begun!
Imagine having many days
like this all together.
Oh, Please let me stay!

Thanks to all the rescuers for all you do.




Seeks male companionship, ethnicity unimportant.
I'm a very good looking girl who LOVES to play.
I love long walks in the woods, riding in your pickup
truck, hunting, camping, and fishing trips, cozy
winter nights lying by the fire. Candlelight dinners will have
me eating out of your hand. Rub me the right way and
watch me respond. I'll be at the front door when you get
home from work, wearing only what nature gave me.
Kiss me and I'm yours.
Call xxx-xxxx and ask for Daisy."
Over 150 men found themselves talking to the Local Humane Society
about an eight-week-old black LABRADOR retriever......

(To all dog lovers)

by Jim Willis 2001
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 a couple of 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 housebreaking 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 and 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 ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream 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 time 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 love. 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 that 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've defended them with my life if need be. I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your caring 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. These 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 ealities facing a middle-aged dog, 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 good-bye 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 were 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 and 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 you?" 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.

And 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 directed at her. It was directed at you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of you. I will think of you and wait for you forever. May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty.


"Dogs feel very strongly that they should always go with you in the
car, in case the need should arise for them to bark violently at nothing
right in your ear." -- Dave Barry

"I wonder what goes through his mind when he sees us peeing in his
water bowl." -- Penny Ward Moser

"The dog's kennel is not the place to keep a sausage." -- Danish Proverb

"The scientific name for an animal that doesn't either run from or
fight its enemies is lunch." -- Michael Friedman

"To his dog, every man is Napoleon; hence the constant popularity of
dogs." -- Aldous Huxley

"A dog teaches a boy fidelity, perseverance, and to turn around three
times before lying down." -- Robert Benchley

"Did you ever walk into a room and forget why you walked in? I think
that is how dogs spend their lives." -- Sue Murphy

"I think animal testing is a terrible idea; they get all nervous and
give the wrong answers." -- Unknown

"I loathe people who keep dogs. They are cowards who haven't got the
guts to bite people themselves." -- August Strindberg

"No animal should ever jump up on the dining-room furniture unless
absolutely certain that he can hold his own in the conversation." --
Fran Lebowitz

"Ever consider what they must think of us? I mean, here we come back
from a grocery store with the most amazing haul -- chicken, pork, half cow.
They must think we're the greatest hunters on earth!" -- Anne Tyler

"I wonder if other dogs think poodles are members of a weird religious
cult." -- Rita Rudner

"My dog is worried about the economy because Alpo is up to 99 cents a
can. That's almost $7.00 in dog money." -- Joe Weinstein

"Some days you're the dog, some days you're the hydrant." -- Unknown

"If I have any beliefs about immortality, it is that certain dogs I
have known will go to heaven, and very, very few persons." -- James Thurber

"You enter into a certain amount of madness when you marry a person
with pets." -- Nora Ephron

"Don't accept your dog's admiration as conclusive evidence that you are
wonderful." -- Ann Landers

"Women and cats will do as they please and men and dogs should relax
and get used to the idea." -- Robert A. Heinlein

"In order to keep a true perspective of one's importance, everyone
should have a dog that will worship him and a cat that will ignore him." --
Dereke Bruce, Taipei, Taiwan

"There is no psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face."
-- Ben Williams

"When a man's best friend is his dog, that dog has a problem." --
Edward Abbey

"Cat's Motto: No matter what you've done wrong, always try to make it
look like the dog did it." -- Unknown

"Money will buy you a pretty good dog, but it won't buy the wag of his
tail.." -- Unknown

"No one appreciates the very special genius of your conversation as the
dog does." -- Christopher Morley

"A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than he loves
himself." -- Josh Billings

"Man is a dog's idea of what God should be." -- Holbrook Jackson

"The average dog is a nicer person than the average person." --
Andrew A. Rooney

"He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his
life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last
beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion" --

"Heaven goes by favour. If it went by merit, you would stay out and
your dog would go in." -- Mark Twain

"I care not for a man's religion whose dog and cat are not the better
for it." -- Abraham Lincoln

"If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where
they went." -- Unknown

"If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not
bite you; that is the principal difference between a dog and a man." --
Mark Twain

"Things that upset a terrier may pass virtually unnoticed by a Great Dane."
-- Smiley Blanton

"I've seen a look in dogs' eyes, a quickly vanishing look of amazed
contempt, and I am convinced that basically dogs think humans are
nuts." -- John Steinbeck

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