RESPONSIBLE DOG OWNERSHIP

10 Things A Dog Asks Of It's Family

  1. My life is likely to last 10 to 15 years. Any permanent separation from you will be painful for me. Remember that before you buy me.
  2. Do not break my spirit with harsh treatment. Your patience and understanding will more quickly teach me the things you would have me learn.
  3. Place your trust in me, it's crucial for my well-being.
  4. Don't be angry with me for long, and don't lock me up as a punishment, you have your work, your entertainment, and your friends. I have only you and I like being with you.
  5. Talk to me. Even if I don't understand your words, I understand the tone of your voice when you are speaking to me, especially when you use friendly tones.
  6. Be aware that I am normally a social animal, however I need to make positive associations at a young age to feel confident and well adjusted around other dogs and humans.
  7. Remember that I was bred for activity, both mental and physical and I enjoy playing games, taking walks and an occasional good run.
  8. Before you scold me for being uncooperative, obstinate, or lazy, ask yourself if something may be bothering me. Perhaps I'm not getting the right food, I may need medical attention, or I may just be getting old. But keep in mind I respond very well to praise.
  9. Take care of me when I get old; you, too, will grow old.
  10. Remember that I only want to love and to please you, so treat me kindly.


antifreezeDog game

DO I GO HOME TODAY?

by Sandi Thompson

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 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 ones 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 did not 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 classes, 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?



Tribute to a dog

I came across some of the contents of this page and some of the poems above atanother site(and I'd seen parts of it on other pages) and liked the thoughts and sentiments being expressed so much, I decided to incorporate it into our site as well.