Oh, shall my heart speak, for if not, I feel as though it may explode!

"Tattered and Torn"

Around the bend on an old dusty road

The sun shining bright, the wind blowing cold.

Barren lay the fields, no soul in sight.

A road less traveled unless by light.

Up ahead in the distance I glance

All "tattered and torn", all withered by chance.

Her eyes upon me with this soulful gaze

As if she once wearily strode down this road in haze.

How could this be  I think, she's out here all alone.

No one to love her, no comforts of home .

What a world we live in as if no one cares

This poor lonely soul, it just does'nt seem fair.

Her fragile thin bones give way to my touch

As I carefully place her away from the rough.

From a world she had known of neglect and abuse

Just tossed aside, no longer in use.

Seems she once was a poodle with ribbons and bows

Still she is a poodle all " tattered and torn".

Not sure what will happen, not sure what will be

If not for a chance, at least she'll be free.

my daughter found this little poodle on the side of the road..she called me to help her come catch it..amazing what a little food can do... She was scared..lost, alone, and very thin and frail..she never should have been out here alone...  She now has a forever home,,with someone to love her..someone to cherish her and wrap her in ribbons and bows..which she deserves..after all..she is a poodle!


                              

" Eli "

    " I Bark But No One Hears Me "


I bark but no one hears me!
As I take shelter from the storm.
These few bushes that I hide in
Just barely keep me warm.

I bark but no one hears me!
I'm just old and a little fray.
There is still some life within me
How could they just throw me away.

I bark but no one hears me!
Can't you see me , I am here.
It's been days since I have eaten
Please just take some time to care.

I bark but no one hears me!
I'm growing weaker each passing day.
These frail bones of mine protruding
Cause me pain here as I lay.

I bark but no one hears me!
All I need is your loving touch.
Like I had when I was a puppy
You once cared for me so much.

I bark but no one hears me!
One day too you will grow old.
Still I will love you unconditionally
I will be there for you to hold.

PLEASE, I beg of you to take me in
There is not much you have to give.
Just some " tender loving care "
In these last years I have to live.

I BARK AND SOMEONE HEARS ME!
A guardian angel sent from up above.
There is still someone who cares
Who just took the time to LOVE.

by CjAnderson...

This is a poem written about a little boston terrier...who my son heard barking for days.. He thought the dog belonged to someone in his apt. complex..and it was inside.  Later,,a few days passed and he saw this little boston hiding in the bushes..It was during the winter..the little dog was cold..very thin ...old... He called me up to come get the dog..he was worried about it.  How could people there just overlook this poor fella...Thankfully my son took notice.... 
The little boston...now has a forever home... His name is ELI...

My image of " Lady " and what I think she looked like before she was left to die in a cage out in the sun with no water.
This is a photo of my rescued lab..Mamma..
I am using her photo because she looks like LADY..
I did not want to use Ladys photo..because it was too grafic..
The photo i had of her was taken when the Animal Control found her...DEAD...
Her owner..left her in a cage out in the middle of the sun..no water..no shade..no food..
He left her for days..no one helped her..

I only hope he gets what he deserves in the end!

"The Never Ending Story "

It's A Never Ending Story
Of Torture, Neglect, and Abuse.
Another one tossed aside today
Treated as if refuse.

She was left in a cage to nowhere
With rays of sun burning down.
Her throat parched and dry from no water
Wondering why there is no one around......

To Rescue her from this pain
No one seems to hear her cries.
Agony consumes every inch of her
The heat from the sun burns her eyes.

She lies down and gives into exaustion
No longer the air fills her lungs.
She thrashes about in one last attempt
In the end, no release, DEATH has won!

She is now in a place she runs free
Although she has suffered this pain.
The cries that were'nt heard as she lay down and died
Were heard today..." Lady " was her name.

So in this " Never Ending Story"
Of Torture , Neglect, and Abuse.
A beautiful Lady who lost her life that day
Had a voice in the end with a truce.

Her life now has some meaning
Her life was not in vain.
Maybe now there will be less suffering
Less Torture, Neglect, and Pain.

by CjAnderson 2010

In memory of Lady..

I was in the courtroom for the hearing ..so glad i went. This guy had all kinds of excuses as to why he let "LADY" die that day. He blamed it on his son..said he was suppose to be caring for the dog. He said he worked long days..said that Lady was old and she was messing in the house...He gave nothing but excuse after excuse....

NO EXCUSE!   Is good enough.
NO EXCUSE!..for letting this poor dog die in the sun..in a cage..with no way out..