Day in and day out they wait, hoping and praying that today will be the day someone will stop at their cage and greet them but sadly no one ever comes. As the days go by, they begin to retreat, grow tired and depressed, and they no longer have the strength to rise and finally lose all hope of ever leaving the cold and dismal cage they are now forced to call home. Who are they? They are the throw a ways, the ones deemed unadoptable, the sick, the old and the battered, they are, more oft than not, our wise and caring beloved seniors. When we finally reach them and extend our hand its almost as if they cant believe we are there for them. I mean how could we be, after all they have been discarded by the only families they ever loved and left behind to die alone sick, in pain and frightened. We are persistent though, we do not leave and we continue to call their names as little by little we watch, through tear stained eyes, as their tails slow... See
Posted on: Fri, 25 Oct 2013 05:54:26 +0000
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