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THE GIFT
Eyes fearful, paws worn
A sorrowful sight
So forlorn
Love
they said would be the cure
For the suffering
You had endured
So our family grew that day
We brought you home
With
us you'd stay
Slowly, gently the bond it grew
Faithful, loyal
Loving, true
Looking back it's so unclear
How
we got by
Without you here
Trusted companion,
devoted friend
You give and give
It never ends
They said
we were a gift to you
But now we know
Who rescued who
-- J. M. Berry
To My Foster Dog
I am the bridge Between what was and what can
be. I am the pathway to a new life. I am made of mush, Because my heart melted
when I saw you, Matted and sore, limping, depressed, Lonely, unwanted, afraid to love.
For one little time you are mine. I will feed you with
my own hand I will love you with my whole heart I will make you whole.
I am made of steel. Because when the time comes, When
you are well, and sleek, When your eyes shine, And your tail wags with joy Then comes the hard part. I will let you go--not
without a tear, But without a regret. For you are safe forever-- A new dog needs me now.
by Diane
Morgan
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Tail tucked between your legs,
Confusion in your eyes -
I know it's hard to understand
That someone heard your cries. When loneliness is all you know
And pain is all you feel
And no one can be trusted,
And hunger's all too real... That's the time the Lord sees you
And lets you know He's there
That's when He sends His messengers
The hearts that love and care. Yes, rescuers are angels
You cannot see their wings,
They keep them neatly folded
As they do their caring things.The medicine to make you well
Good food to make you strong,
And finally to help you learn
That hugs are never wrong.The perfect place then must be found
The home where you can live
Secure and safe and happy
With joy to get and give.When you reach your Forever Home,
Your place to feel whole,
The Angels smile, and off they go
To save another soul.
"He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds; my other ears that hear above the
winds. He is the part of me that can reach out into the sea. He has told me a thousand times over that I am his reason for
being; by the way he rests against my leg; by the way he thumps his tail at my smallest smile; by the way he shows his hurt
when I leave without taking him. (I think it makes him sick with worry when he is not along to care for me.) When I am wrong,
he is delighted to forgive. When I am angry, he clowns to make me smile. When I am happy, he is joy unbounded. When I am a
fool, he ignores it. When I succeed, he brags. Without him, I am only another man. With him, I am all-powerful. He is loyalty
itself. He has taught me the meaning of devotion. With him, I know a secret comfort and a private peace. He has brought me
understanding where before I was ignorant. His head on my knee can heal my human hurts. His presence by my side is protection
against my fears of dark and unknown things. He has promised to wait for me... whenever... wherever - in case I need him.
And I expect I will - as I always have. He is just my dog." - Gene Hill
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"I am an Animal Rescuer"
My job is to assist God's creatures.
I was born with the drive to fulfill their needs.
I take in helpless,
unwanted, homeless creatures
without planning or selection.
I have patted many a mangy head with a bare hand.
I
have hugged someone vicious and afraid.
I have fallen in love a thousand times.
And I have cried into the fur of
a lifeless body
too many times to count.
I want to live forever if there aren't animals in Heaven,
but I believe
there are. Why would God make something so perfect
and leave it behind?
Some may think we are masters of the animals,
but
the animals have mastered themselves...
something people still haven't learned.
War and abuse make me hurt for the
world,
but a rescue gives me hope for mankind.
We rescuers are a mostly quiet but determined army,
and we are
making a difference every day.
There is nothing more necessary than warming an orphan,
nothing more rewarding than
saving a life, and
no higher recognition than watching them thrive.
There is no greater joy than seeing a human
or non-human baby play who,
only days ago, was too weak to eat.
By the love of those who I've been privileged to
rescue,
I have been rescued.
I know what true unconditional love really is,
for I've seen it shining in the eyes
of so many,
grateful for so little.
I am an Animal Rescuer.
My work is never done.
My home is never quiet.
My
heart is always full.
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