Thursday, April 14, 2011

Here in this house

Mom said someone on facebook posted this poem "Here in this House" ... we don't know who actually wrote the poem but it's a beautiful poem. I share this poem for all my four legged furry friends who have been as lucky as me (and Mister and Missy) to be rescued and taken into a home, and loved, and cared for ...  I also share this to my friends who are still out there waiting and hoping to be rescued.

May you be blessed to some day have the joy of experiencing what it's like to wake up feeling safe and loved, and to go to bed at night snuggled up on a comfy dog bed (or next to your human mom/dad), and to never have to worry about your next meal ... because yes, it magically appears every morning and every evening in a nice doggie bowl! :) Nung-nung's wish for the day: may the day come when all suffering comes to an end.

Here in this house...

I will never know the loneliness I hear in the barks of the other dogs 'out there'.
I can sleep soundly, assured that when I wake my world will not have changed.
I will never know hunger, or the fear of not knowing if I'll eat.
I will not shiver in the cold, or grow weary from the heat.
I will feel the sun's heat, and the rain's coolness,
and be allowed to smell all that can reach my nose.
My fur will shine, and never be dirty or matted.
Here in this house...

There will be an effort to communicate with me on my level.
I will be talked to and, even if I don't understand,
I can enjoy the warmth of the words.
I will be given a name so that I may know who I am among many.
My name will be used in joy, and I will love the sound of it!
Here in this house...

I will never be a substitute for anything I am not.
I will never be used to improve peoples' images of themselves.
I will be loved because I am who I am, not someone's idea of who I should be.
I will never suffer for someone's anger, impatience, or stupidity.
I will be taught all the things I need to know to be loved by all.
If I do not learn my lessons well, they will look to my teacher for blame.
Here in this house...

I can trust arms that hold, hands that touch...
knowing that, no matter what they do, they do it for the good of me.
If I am ill, I will be doctored.
If scared, I will be calmed.
If sad, I will be cheered.
No matter what I look like, I will be considered beautiful and thought to be of value.
I will never be cast out because I am too old, too ill, too unruly, or not cute enough.
My life is a responsibility, and not an afterthought.
I will learn that humans can almost, sometimes, be as kind and as fair as dogs.

Here in this house...
I will belong.
I will be home.

~Author Unknown

yes me nung-nung .. basking in the sun :)

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