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It was only 6
miles but it
seemed like a
never ending
stretch of
highway,
It’s not a nice
day, its cold ,
wet and snowy.
Keeping my head
peered out ,
head against the
window trying
not to look at
them.
I felt his
little tongue on
my hand, his fur
so warm, It was
just a slight
brush on my hand
but powerful
enough to turn
my head to
him…..his eyes,
so soft and
innocent ,yet so
fiercely full of
loyalty and
persistence , a
glimpse of what
he would be like
as he grew into
adult hood , my
head dropped,
turning back to
the window ,” He
would never
know”, I thought
to myself, 2
innocent lives,
products of mans
quest for greed
& money taking
no mercy on
anything ,taking
short cuts at
every cross road
they could to
make and turn a
fast buck, that
is what has
brought us
here…………to the 6
mile trip.
“Have I not
learned of a way
to handle this”?
“Is it me who’s
crazy”? Thinking
you can do
something over
and over and
expect something
different?
“No”. “I’m not
crazy”.
I just want it
to not hurt,
Just one time.
I couldn’t think
of anything else
but a prayer I
had heard
before….
The Serenity
Prayer, “that is
for addictions
though” I
thought to
myself. then
again I thought,
maybe its
appropriate ,
“Am I addicted
to them”? to the
Dogs and the
pain and hurt
that
unfortunately usually
accompanies
trying to save
them? “Yes”. “My
name is Laurie ,
I thought, I am
and addict.”
then I thought,
I never really
looked at it
that way, to me
it all kind of
runs together,
Its a double
edged sword for
sure. As much as
it hurts at
times, I could
never be
anywhere else.
We need each
other.
So as we drove,
I repeated this
prayer to
myself, hoping
to find some
peace and
Solace in what
was about to
take place, by
the 2nd mile I
was thinking:
1.)God
Grant me the
serenity to
accept the
things I can not
change:
But I thought, “
I don’t have to
accept this” “I
can change this,
I can turn
around and drive
back home.
Then
the 4th mile……….
2.)Courage
to change the
things I can;
“ I can , I
thought, I have
the courage of a
Lioness, I can
turn this truck
around,…………… so
then why am I
not doing it? I
thought……..
Then on the 6th
mile I recited
in my head……
3.)The
wisdom to know
the difference
As the truck
veered the
corner and the
building
appeared I
looked at them,
and said……………..I
can not change
this, I have the
Serenity to
accept this,
something that I
can not change.
and I know I am
wise enough to
know that I can
not change this
for you………….and
as I picked them
both up I held
them close to me
and knew that
even though this
was ripping my
heart to pieces,
It was what was
right.
It is a Back
Yard Breeder
that I have to
thank for
today’s events.
Thank you Mr.
BYB, I do know
how I could
ever thank you
for making it
possible to have
my heart ripped
out, once again!
This Happens all
over the world ,
everyday, I
would not wish
today’s events
on my worst
enemy.
When I hold them
in my arms, as
they take their
last breathe,
tails wagging,
and kissing my
face, people ask
me, HOW COULD I?
My answer is “
How could I
not?”
You have a
better chance of
winning the
lottery than you
do of actually
becoming RICH
from selling pit
bulls , and If
you’re breeding
to just “ Make
ends meet”
“Get a job” a
real job, one
that’s
Prerequisites
aren’t
“ THROWING YOUR
MORALS OUT THE
WINDOW”
(Because of a
positive blood
test for Liver
Shunts we had to
make this
decision.)
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