I Adopted Your Pet Today

Got this poem I thought I would share

I Adopted Your Pet Today

I adopted your pet today...
The one you left at the pound;
The one you had for ten years
And no longer wanted around.

I adopted your pet today...
Did you know that he's lost weight?
Did you know he's scared and depressed
And seems to have lost all faith?

I adopted your pet today...
He had fleas and a little cold;
Guess you don't care what shape he's in
- As you abandoned him I am told.

I adopted your pet today...
Were you having a baby or moving away?
Did you suddenly develop allergies,
Or was there NO reason he couldn't stay?

I adopted your pet today...
He doesn't play or even eat much;
I guess he's very sad inside and
It'll take time for him to trust.

I adopted your pet today...
And here he is going to stay;
He's found his FOREVER home
And a warm bed in which to lay.

I adopted your pet today...
And shall give him all that he will need
- Patience, love, and security,
So he can forget your selfish deed.

- Author Unknown

That is a BEAUTIFUL poem and don't we wish a copy could be handed to everyone who heartlessly abandons a family member like that?

What a great poem and unfortunately too true. Made me

Thats really beautiful and unfortunately so true

It makes me love my little Bayley (who we adopted from a shelter because he was abandoned ) even more

How could anyone abandon Bailey!?

That poem is sad but true.

I would surely love to send that to the home a block from me who dumped their middle-aged sweetie that I met last year (he was lost and followed me and my dog home. He and my dog got along great; two middle-aged souls who understood each other. I did manage to find his owner, a woman who didn't seem to care that her dog had been wandering lost; just took his broken leash and shut the door). Recently, I happened upon a picture of "Joey" at the shelter and knew right off that he was the old man I'd loved the year before. Turns out he'd been abandoned on the streets and was taken to a vet, who turned him into the shelter, who verified for me that Joey is the same dog I'd found last year. Good thing I'd taken pics and videos last year. I don't know if he's been adopted, but it's likely because the shelter doesn't euthanize anymore (just sick or vicious animals) and he was Pet Of The Week in the paper, for weeks (most cats and dogs are Pet Of The Week for, literally, a week), and his picture isn't showing up anymore. I hope some other person has been graced with his loving, laidback personality. Joey spent the last year tied to the railing by his front door with his dog bed next to him, so when I could, I brought my dog over and let them play for a few minutes.

Once I get this printer working, I'm going to stick it in a certain person's mailbox. She missed out on a real treasure, and if I weren't at my limit and living with parent's, I'd have adopted him right off the bat.

Isn't it sad that somebody was moved to write such a poem? How people can get pets and then turn them in like they're so much junk is beyond my comprehension.

That poem should be posted in every animal shelter and rescue organization. Very, very good!

Boy, could I think of a few people I'd love to send that to..

~KK~

I can't stand people who just leave their pets like they don't matter at all. Pets are family. You wouldn't just get rid of your child would you?? My pets are my kids.

the develop allergies one is always tough
but yea that whole thing is sad......

I guess that is how i got Eazy as someone dumped him out in the country, and he found me

That is a very touching poem.

Ohhh that makes me want to cry. I could denfinitely think of a few people to send that to. Both Leya's and Stuart's owner.... I don't even think it's right to call them an "owner".

Loki's previous owners took him to the Humane Society and surrendered him 5 days before Christmas. Apparently they had 2 other cats and 3 was too much. Loki was 2 and he wasn't even neutered! I'm not really sure how long they had him because before that he had been a stray.

I think that's just horrible to do that so close to Christmas. I don't know of the turn around time from getting a cat in and then offering it for adoption, but I doubt he was put up by Christmas Eve.

This Christmas will be better for him. This Christmas he will be loved.

Tricia

Very beautiful poem! I'm going to print it out and put it on our fridge next to pics of my former foster animals i have.

What a touching poem, and I can think of a few people I would like to give that to as well - I took Tiger off her owner last year, as after 13 years he was fed up of her destructiveness and wanted her to be pts. There has been very little sign of that while she has been here, she occasionally touches the sofa, but the rest of the time uses the places she knows she is allowed to scratch - as he didn't have a scratch post, I suspect that is why she was doing it. Sadly, thanks to him, she isn't good with humans, and so was practically unadoptable, but fortunately for her, I love her, and she has got better with time.

Nice poem and so sad at the same time. I can't wait to get home to talk to Nakoma and give Baxter a big hug. Nakoma came to us as rescue, he was taken from an abusive owner. I made a promise to him, that he will have the perfect life he so deserves. Baxter came to us last winter, during a snow storm. A little kitten dumped out in the cold, maybe a Christmas gift no one wanted anymore, but he was trying to seek shelter from the cold and snow under my car. I picked him up, held him close and said, you no longer have to worry little guy. You are home now

Thanks for sharing. That's a great poem. As a shelter volunteer I often feel like I'm cleaning up a mess someone else made. From the abused cat that is afraid of everyone, to the one's that become so depressed they stop eating. It's very hard.

The visibly depressed ones are hard. Because they look sick, no one is going to adopt them. And the ones who come in with collars....recently we've had a HUGE influx of declawed kitties.....they are obviously someone's pet....I wonder how they ended up tossed out on the streets, or if someone is even missing them!

That poem made me cry. I'd like to send it to whoever the people were who dumped Tailer and the rest of his litter in the forest preserves (Tailer was the only kitten that survived) and whoever dumped Forest and his brother in a garbage dumpster!