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I was just a plain dog of no special breed.
I lived by my wits, which was always my creed.

As a young pup, I would venture and roam,
Searching and striving to find a good home.

But as the years passed without having a name,
I knew all too well: I was losing the game.

So, quite sad and hungry, on one winter's day,
I peeked in a trashcan, but to my dismay
It teetered and tottered, then fell with a crash!
(What�s more, it was heavy -- I nearly got mashed.)

Just then, a door opened; a tall man appeared,
And he looked all around, yelling, �What goes on here?�

He lowered his gaze, and I (still as a log),
Heard him loudly exclaim, �Why, it�s only a dog!
You looked starved, little fellow. I�ll see that you�re fed,
And I've an old blanket you may use as your bed."

Feeling warm and all snuggly beneath that soft cover,
Brought back sweet memories of my loving mother
And, with a full belly, I slept good and tight, 
But suddenly at daybreak, I woke with a fright!

I saw my new Master with suitcase in hand,
And I watched in despair as he loaded his van.

Then, once he finished, and I caught his eye,
He slowly approached me and said, with a sigh,
�Farewell little fellow, I�ll be gone a while,
And the distance I'll travel is many a mile,
But I called up some folks who�re in need of a pet.
 If they give you a home, then it�s good that we met.�

With a pat on my head, he gave me more food,
But once he drove off, I then started to brood,
Because a truth dawned: I was not a young pup.
So, to get folks to want me, I had to clean up.

I worked on my paws, which were covered with filth,
Then I licked all my fur 'til my coat shined like silk.
With patience I waited, but nobody came.
I fought back my tears (yet they flowed all the same).

It was late in the day when an auto pulled up.
Could these be the folks who were craving a pup?

A young man and woman were looking my way.
They emerged from the car. I heard one of them say,
�He looks kind of cute, has a interesting face,�
But as they approached, my heart started to race.

Here was my chance to appear very cuddly 
And well trained and precious and happy and bubbly.

In puppy dog fashion, I jumped up and down,
Started chasing my tail while I whirled 'round and 'round.
They were smiling and laughing while watching me clown,
Then, suddenly, I saw both were wearing a frown.

The woman knelt down and she patted my head,
But it was what she said next that filled me with dread:
�We wanted a puppy to raise as our own,
And I�m sorry to say you look much too full grown.�

I gazed up at them, and indeed they looked sad.
As they turned to leave, I could tell they felt bad.
�Please!" I barked loudly. "Please give me a chance!�
But they just drove away without even a glance.

I lay down and whimpered, submerged in my sorrow.
 I thought I would be at their home come tomorrow,
But then they returned--I looked up with a start.
Seeing both of them standing there quickened my heart!

The man smiled and said, "Let�s all go home!
We just couldn�t bear to leave you alone.
You aren't the puppy that we had in mind,
But we�ll give you a home, and treat you real kind."

I was so happy, was walking on air;
To know I'd be safe, and in good people's care!
My first ride in a car was exciting and fun,
And when we got to the house, through all the rooms I did run!

Then came the moment they'd give me a name.
Would it be one like Lassie, a dog of great fame?
Or would it be Scruffy or Neville or Jack?
Or Chester or Charlie or Shamus or Mack?

The suspense I was feeling could not have been worse.
So, I listened closely while my Masters conversed.

They talked of a time they had walked England's moors,
And there met a dog whose name they adored:
Muttly: The name was quite macho, yet sweet,
And I loved it so much that I sprang to my feet!

Then, my new Masters gave me a hug,
And I felt so secure: Like a flea in a rug.

They bought me a dog house that was a fine home,
But while I was in it, I still felt alone.
I wanted to join them wherever they went,
And I had to convey that this was my intent.

So, I barked and I barked, and I pawed their back door
From dawn until dusk 'til my paws became sore.
When the neighbors complained of the noise I'd been making,
I suddenly realized the risks I'd been taking!
What if my Masters should send me away?
Then, once again, I�d be a sad, hungry stray.

But that did not happen, they wished me content,
And my life ever after was one grand event.

We�d take walks; we'd take jogs, 
And I'd meet other dogs.

The drives we would take were equally fun,
For eventually we�d stop, and I'd go for a run.

On Sundays, when their friends would come for a visit,
We had backyard barbeques; meals were exquisite!

Soon, my new Masters became more to me.
They became like my parents--I was proud as could be.
They always made sure I was groomed and well fed,
And they even allowed me to sleep on their bed.

Then, they decided to move to the east.
On the way, we met family, and shared in a feast.
We saw the Grand Canyon and Memphis as well,
Then, we got to New England�the place we would dwell.



It was autumn. The trees were a sight to behold.
Their leaves had turned crimson, bright orange, and gold.
We�d pretend to be pilgrims while hiking through woods,
Mom would bring out a basket, and we�d eat the goods.

We had many days
Of adventuresome ways.
I'd wiggle my tail
When we blazed a new trail.
We found new places, 
And many strange faces.

I saw squirrels and possums, woodchucks, raccoons,
Hawks and geese: soaring eagles and loons.
I saw a family of deer. Such a sight!
They nibbled on leaves 'til at last they took flight.

But there was one creature I'll never forget,
The one I would much rather never have met.

 I was forbidden to roam in the woods late at night
(Although I had thought it would be a delight).
Against my dad's warning, I raced through the brush,
And what happened next turned my blood into slush.
A big furry creature, wearing all black and white,
Came upon me so swiftly, it filled me with fright.
It happened so quickly, I'll never forget
How I came from the woods all smelly and wet.

I ran home to Daddy who was calling my name.
He looked very worried�I slinked up in shame.
He took a big whiff and his jaw went ka-plunk!
Then, he yelled to my Mom, �Uh oh, Muttly's been skunked!�
I knew, without question, I'd feel both their wrath,
But much worse than that? The tomato juice bath.

However, that passed, and they forgave my crime,
And soon I smelled normal for holiday time.
Holiday time was the most fun time of all!
As a family we�d celebrate, and have such a ball.

I loved Halloween and, wow, what a treat!
I�d get candy pumpkins stuck in my teeth.
Then came Thanksgiving, and, boy, what a blessing:
Turkey and fixings with Mom's homemade dressing!
Then, of course, Christmas with all of its joys;
The tree and the packages filled with my toys!

When the snow fell, all glistening and white,
I�d romp through its softness, and play as I might.
My parents built snowmen; I fetched sticks for their arms,
Then we'd watch them melt down as the days became warm.


Then would come springtime when the birds built their nests.
Mom and Dad would plant flowers; in the shade, I would rest.

Of course, in the summer we�d go to the beach.
I would play in the sand as the waves lapped my feet.

Then, in the fall, we would drive up to Maine.
It was sunny on most days, but on some it would rain.

As the years passed by swiftly, I grew mighty old.
Still I stayed very active, though age took its toll.
My sight had grown dim; I was missing some teeth.
I could hear very little; I was slow on my feet.

Then, one Halloween Day I became very ill,
And all the fun things they'd planned, I could not fulfill.
I had no want for food, and I grew very weak.
I knew in my heart that my future was bleak.

When we met with a Vet, he did test after test,
And for days it went on--it seemed without rest.
For the sake of my parents, I tried to be brave,
Then the Doctor told them my condition was grave.

Realizing now I was far beyond hope,
My parents lamented and struggled to cope.
When they brought me home to familiar surroundings,
Their show of love was truly astounding.

As I lay there reflecting on all the great years,
I became aware of their sorrowful tears.
"Oh Mommy," I whimpered, "Oh, Daddy, don�t cry,
I feel so happy, and I�ll tell you why.
I was just a stray dog, yet you took me in,
And you gave me your love just as if I were kin.

We had many days
Of adventuresome ways.
I'd wiggle my tail
When we blazed a new trail.
We found new places, 
And many strange faces.


But now comes the time I must rest for a while.
Please think of me often when you�re wearing a smile.
And to all the stray dogs who must venture and roam,
I wish you good fortune and a warm loving home.












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