Passion For Pibbles: poems

I Rescued A Human Today

Her eyes met mine as she walked down the corridor peering apprehensively into the kennels. I felt her need instantly and knew I had to help her.

I wagged my tail, not too exuberantly, so she wouldn’t be afraid. As she stopped at my kennel I blocked her view from a little accident I had in the back of my cage. I didn’t want her to know that I hadn’t been walked today. Sometimes the overworked shelter keepers get too busy and I didn’t want her to think poorly of them.

As she read my kennel card I hoped that she wouldn’t feel sad about my past. I only have the future to look forward to and want to make a difference in someone’s life.

She got down on her knees and made little kissy sounds at me. I shoved my shoulder and side of my head up against the bars to comfort her. Gentle fingertips caressed my neck; she was desperate for companionship. A tear fell down her cheek and I raised my paw to assure her that all would be well.

Soon my kennel door opened and her smile was so bright that I instantly jumped into her arms.

I would promise to keep her safe.
I would promise to always be by her side.
I would promise to do everything I could to see that radiant smile and sparkle in her eyes.

I was so fortunate that she came down my corridor. So many more are out there who haven’t walked the corridors. So many more to be saved. At least I could save one.

I rescued a human today.

- Janine Allen

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Written by Janine Allen CPDT, Rescue Me Dog's professional dog trainer. Janine's passion is working with people and their dogs. She provides demonstrations for those who have adopted shelter dogs, lends email support to adopted dog owners that need information beyond our Training Support Pages, and aids shelter staff and volunteers in understanding dog behavior to increase their adoptability. Copyright 2011 Rescue Me Dog; www.rescuemedog.org

The One

They put me in a cage, they fight me in a pit.
They say I’m a vicious, so…alone I sit.
No walks in the park, no fetching a ball,
No children to love me, so I stare at the wall.
There’s not much else to look at in a world of concrete floors.
If only a family would stop at my door, I would tell them…
“Don’t judge me by what you’ve seen on tv.
This could be my last chance, this could be the end,
Please, won’t you give me one more look, friend?”
The lady in red takes me to a room and I pray they’ve come back
But I feel the needle and all fades to black.
They say I could never be trusted, it was all for the best.
“Why even bother? He’ll never pass the test.”
Now it’s all over, all has been said and done.
But with a little love, kindness and patience…
I could have been the one.

- Author Unknown To Me -

Don’t Let Me Die

Please don’t believe what you hear.
They have made me a poster dog and instilled this fear.
I may be big, and I may be strong,
But I have done nothing wrong.
A vicious cycle, I wish I were never born,
Into the hands of a monster, now my heart’s been torn.
They threw me in the pit, I could hear the people cheer.
Blood on the walls, no fight in me…Just fear.
I am of no value now, they tossed me aside.
As I lay bleeding, I have no place to hide.
And now I am taken to a grey, scary place.
I am cut and wounded from my tail to my face.
Here I lay alone, on this cold cement floor,
Waiting for my chance, to get out the door.
I only have a day or two, before I am put to death,
A day or two more, till I breathe my last breath.
But I haven’t had the chance to show you…I’m a good boy.
I never had a treat, I never had a toy.
I am a Pit Bull, It doesn’t mean that I will bite.
It doesn’t mean I am a devil, It doesn’t mean I want to fight.
Look into my eyes once as you pass me by.
Can you really see a killer?…Come on, don’t lie.
You know you see something, A soulful sadness in my eye.
Please take me out of here, Please…don’t let me die.

- Author Unknown To Me -

Poem written by a Pitbull

A scowl genetically embedded on my face, as I didn’t come from the greatest place.

I was born out of brutality and cruelty. Any act of kindness towards me would be something completely new to me.

I never win the popularity contest, as I am not liked by many. When they handed out chances, I never received any.

I always walk alone, but not by choice, I cant even plead my case, as I have no voice.

The jury is out before my trial even begins. I have become a storage facility that is full of humanity’s sins.

My friends are sentenced to death without committing a crime..The hurt and the pain that is inflicted on me is overlooked all the time.

I have been racially profiled because of my breed.. Fought to the death for other peoples greed.

I have viewed much of my life on chains, or behind bars.. You cant even see my smile, because its been hidden by scars.

You read horrific stories of all my heinous acts.. the press exploits me without knowing all the facts.

my neck has grown heavy with your weights and your chains..I have been fed nothing but torture, and i have absorbed all the pain.

my life can be compared to that of slavery.. Is this the path that society has made for me?

I am resilient by nature and I have way too much pride.. That’s why its rare to see someone like me ever cry..

what I really want is to be by your side.. I’m loyal to you forever or at least until I die

What few of you know is how emotional I can be,all I want is to be part of your family.

I am not saying that all of us are perfect or great. Humans come in both and good and bad, so you should be able to relate.

I don’t want to be beaten down any longer.. you need to make laws to protect me, much stronger.

Dont stand there and let this happen one more day.. The cruelty I am subjected to, is not OK.

I know it will take time and your schedule is full.. Why would you want to try and help me??

I’m just a pitbull.

- Author Unknown To Me -

Pittie Poem

Their love is like no other; their heart is pure as gold.
Yet while going on a friendly walk, they’re faced with stares of cold.
They’re so very close to human, in how they act and what they do.
Unless you’ve known their devoted love, it’s impossible to explain to you.
They are greatly more MISUNDERSTOOD than any other breed.
We tend to punish this loyal dog, instead of mankind’s deeds.
They are always and forever clowns, with a wish for center stage.
Yet while displaying this sense of humor, most people disengage.
They, oh, so want to make new friends, and run and jump and play.
Yet when they happily approach, most people shy away.
Often I’ve seen children poke, or hop on for a ride.
And when I felt they might get mad, they’ve only beamed with pride.
I’ve seen these children yank and pull, with nary a reaction.
Yet media’s not interested, unless they’ve put someone in traction.
They love to snuggle up real close, to give lots of loves and kisses.
Yet they suffer more than any, from unfair prejudices.
What animal do I speak of, whose love is so unique?
If you’ve truly known one, you know of whom I speak.
There is no creature on this earth who will ever make you merrier.
The animal I do speak of, it’s the American Pit Bull Terrier.

Author: Patty Letawsky