Dogs Live Here

This is one of those forwards we just have to post. It reminds us of home.


My dogs live here; they're here to stay.
You don't like pets, be on your way.
They share my home, my food, my space.
This is their home, this is their place.

You will find dog hair on the floor.
They will alert you're at the door.
They may request a little pat;
a simple, no, will settle that.

It gripes me when I hear you say,
Just how is it you live this way?
They smell, they shed, they're in the way.
WHO ASKED YOU? is all I can say.

They love me more than anyone.
My voice is like the rising sun.
They merely have to hear me say,
C'mon, time to go and play.

Then tails wag and faces grin.
They bounce and hop and make a din.
They never say, No time for you.
They're always there, to go and do.

And if I'm sad, they're by my side.
And if I'm mad, they circle wide.
And if I laugh, they laugh with me.
They understand; they always see.

So once again, I say to you,
Come visit me, but know this too...
My dogs live here, they're here to stay.
You don't like pets, be on your way.
They share my home, my food, my space.
This is their home, this is their place.

Author Unknown (Anyone know who wrote this so we can give credit?)

Hooray! The funds being raised to remove the large, painful tumor from Bruno's leg hadn't yet reached the amount necessary for a vet to agree to operate, but a sweet, dedicated vet accepted the amount raised as a downpayment (something most vets won't do today) and Bruno's tumor has been successfully removed.

His mom can still use some help with the vet bill if any would still like to contribute. Scroll down toward the bottom of Bruno's page to read his updates.

Stop by Mr. Hendrix's to read the latest update on his cousin Sonny. The news is not good and the family can use your continued encouragement.