Paula TH

Rookie (In May, in the late 60's Flower baby.)

Loyal - Poem by Paula TH

She wakes me up and greets me with such a cute face.
Such a bossy thing since I have been home the last few months.
I could swear our hearts are one, but only she and I know, that we are tied into each others soul.
She seems to just exist the first three years, but once I have been home I could swear she understands 10% of the english language.
She has become my best friend, she does not talk back.
I would do anything for her, but once I did not.
I was under such pressure I had to take a vacation back two years ago.
I was so stressed I could not wait for the summer, I had to go.
So I left her behind for five days and four nights, and I shuttered to think how lonely she was, once they turned off the lights.
I wanted her to be pretty before I came to get her and that is where I made my mistake. The groomer must have left her on the table, mabye half tied in some kind of harness. I was not there, I do not know and I never will. I remember I was so worried about her I tried to check on the internet to see if one of the camera's were on the groomer, but I could not see, the camera was only set up to see the groomers feet. When I came to get her she seemed fine and pretty happy, but after 24 hours she changed and became different. Whining in pain. I could not prove anything.
I had to take her to the vet he said it look liked she might have jumped off of something high, they had to anesthize her and take an x-ray, and I am pulling out the money for all this treatment and all these drugs, for some little white fluffy ball that I so loved.
All the treatment ended up be right under one thousand.
It made me furious that I had taken a vacation in the winter because of the stress, that place I worked at was making my life a mess. She is now disabled and I have to take care of her all the time, I ended up in this situation because of mankind.
It was the first time I ever took a full week of vacation in my life, to get away from the filth that I had to deal with each day.
If you read all my work you will see that I bring up Judgement day.
I said I will be waiting and the group of you that also caused this, I said I am hating. I will be there waiting for each and every one of you. You will not be getting through.
My life was always great until my sister lead me to your filthy, nasty place. Look in the mirror, the chain reaction you should slap your own face.
Everyday, a little friendly loving dog is in pain. I wish nothing but the worst for all of you and hope to never see any of you ever again.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 15, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, January 16, 2012

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