Grab another tissue

My master's gone, I'm lost, alone
I can barely see and neither can he

Some boys approach me, will they take me home?
Do they have toys or maybe a bone?

I have my lead on, but can hardly walk
Maybe they have just come to talk

They pull me and push me, I don't want to go
No strength to resist, I follow their flow

I'm lost and confused, being pushed around
Can't see the sky, can't feel the ground

A shiver runs through me, I'm cold and wet
A weight put upon me, and I cannot flee

Ice water surrounds me, rocks piled on top
Is this stream my deathbed, will they ever stop?

I hear their laughing, while I try to cry
These boulders captivate me, I don't want to die

Eighteen years of pleasure and joy pass away
Alone in this cold place, the end of my days

A voice comes closer, this one does not laugh
crying out for me, rescue from above

His shouting and screaming, fall on deaf ears
He carries me, holds me, his eyes filled with tears

A halt in his step, he heads toward home
My last moments here, cold, but not alone

I'm dried in the kitchen, and wrapped with cloth
For hours I shiver, but hear soft voices of love

The vet's arrival, first joy then despair
for I will not make it, my last breath of air

My tireless rescuers, they tried but to no use
My time here cut short, another victim of abuse

-author unknown

 

:cry: :cry: :cry:

 

So sad. :cry:

 

wow thats really sad!

 

oh my..that made me cry... :cry:

 

:cry: :cry: *sniff* *sniff* *hiccup* :cry: :cry: :cry: