Diary of a Rescue Dog - Final Plea - (Part Twenty Five)

I know I will soon be eleven,
and my bones are growing weak,
but I will love you so much more
than any puppy you'll ever meet.
I could teach you so many lessons
that a young dog never could-
lessons that you need to learn
for your knowledge of dogs to grow.

I promise to be loyal,
I promise to be your friend.
I'm toilet trained, I do not bark,
and I will sleep in any bed.

I sometimes hear them talking
about the space I'm using up,
and how if I fail one more time
they will give it to a pup.
Apparently I will be moved on
to a wonderful place called Heaven.
It's where dogs go that owner's don't keep,
where they can play all day and eat and sleep.

I really like the sound of Heaven,
but I don't think I'm ready yet.
For you see, there's one thing I have never learned
in all my time on Earth -
I've always wanted to learn my name,
one that doesn't change.

So to you, dear reader,
I beg for you to love me,
I beg for you to help me find my final chance at life.
Please teach me what it means to be unconditionally loved,
and to never again have to feel this concrete floor beneath my paws.
I will let you use my silver fur
to forever wipe your weeping eyes,
and I will stay faithful to you for as long as I shall live.

So please, dear reader,
if you are reading this,
can you give me my first real name,
my first real home,
and a family to forever call my very own...

before it is too late
and I end up crossing through Heaven's Golden Gates?

Saffie
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15/5/15