
My family brought me home cradled in their arms. They cuddled me and smiled at me and said I was full of charm. They played with me and laughed with me and showered me with toys. I sure do love my family, especially the little girls and boys.
The children loved to feed me; they gave me special treats. They even let me sleep with them - all snuggled in the sheets. I used to go for walks, often several times a day. They even fought to hold the leash, I'm very proud to say. These are the things I'll not forget - a cherished memory.
I now live in the shelter - without my family. They used to laugh and praise me when I played with that old shoe. But I didn't know the difference between the old one and the new. The kids and I would grab a rag, for hours we would tug. So I thought I did the right thing when I chewed the bedroom rug.
They said that I was out of control and would have to live outside. This I didn't understand, although I tried and tried. The walks stopped, one by one; they said they hadn't time. I wish that I could change things; I wish I knew my crime. My life became so lonely in the backyard, on a chain. I barked and barked all day long to keep from going insane.
So they brought me to the shelter but were embarrassed to say why. They said I caused an allergy, and then they each kissed me goodbye. If I'd only had some training as a little pup. I wouldn't have been so hard to handle when I was all grown up.
"You only have one day left", I heard the worker say. Does that mean I have a second chance? Do I go home today?
GUARDIANS OF THE NIGHT Trust in me my friend for I am your comrade. I will protect you with my last breath. When all others have left you and the loneliness of the night closes in, I will be at your side. Together we will conquer all obstacles And search out those who might wish harm to others. All I ask of you is compassion, the caring touch of your hands. It is for you that I will selflessly give my life and spend my nights unrested. Although our days together may be marked by the passing seasons. Know that each day at your side is my reward. My days are measured by the coming and going of your footsteps. I anticipate them at the opening of the door. You are the voice of caring when I am ill. The voice of authority over me when I've done wrong. Do not chastise me unduly for I am, your right arm, the sword at your side. I attempt to do only what you bid of me. I seem only to please you and remain in your favor. Together you and I shall experience a bond only others like you will understand. When outsides see us together, their envy will be measured by their disdain. I will quietly listen to you and pass no judgment. Nor will your spoke words be repeated. I will remain ever silent, ever vigilant, ever loyal. And when our time together is done and you move on in the world. Remember me with kind thoughts and tales. For a time we were unbeatable, nothing passed among us undetected. If we should ever meet again, on another field, I will gladly take up your fight. I am a Police Working Dog and together - We are Guardians of the Night.
---Author Unknown---
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