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Dear God please send me somebody who’ll care!
I’m tried of running, I’m sick with despair.

My body is aching, it’s so racked with pain,
and dear God I pray as I run in the rain.

That someone will love me and give my a home.
A warm cozy bed and a big juicy bone.

My last owner tied me all day in the yard
Sometimes with no water and God that was hard!

So I chewed my leash God and I ran away
To rummage in garbage and live as a stray.

But now God I’m tired and hungry and cold.
And I’m so afraid that I’ll never grow old.

They’ve chased me with sticks and hit me with stones
While I run the streets just looking for bones!

I’m not really bad God, please help if you can,
For I have become just a “victim of man!”

I’m wormy dear God and I’m ridden with fleas and
All that I want is an owner to please!

If you find one for me God, I’ll try to be good
And I won’t chew their shoes, but I’ll do as I should.

I’ll love them, protect them and try to obey
When they tell me to sit, to lie down or to stay!

I don’t think I’ll make it too long on my own,
Cause I’m getting so weak and I’m so all alone.

Each night as I sleep in the bushes I cry,
Cause I’m so afraid God, that I’m going to die!

And I’ve got so much love and devotion to give,
That I should be given a new chance to live.

So dear God please, please answer my prayer and
Send me someone who will really care ...
That is, dear God, if you’re really there!

 

Editor's note:
Is this a prayer for only wolfdogs? Of course not. BUT, when a wolfdog finds himself in this position, can you imagine the fear, and the loneliness he feels?

As the breeders merrily continue to produce more, knowing that THEY are not a part of the problem, more and more of these magnificent animals will end up like this. Why?

 

 

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