This is so true Krys Glover 9 February The poundie... Born to die I was born mid December to be honest there isnt much I remember I do remember my mum though mainly her smell She whispered she loved us and cared for us well I was taken from her at 5 weeks old Some people said we where to young but my owner wouldnt be told He wanted the money and didnt care where we went He charged 50 each and on beer it was spent I went with my sister she was really scared she cried alot and our owner kicked her down the stairs I ran to help her but he kicked me away she didnt move an all nite she lay So my sister didnt make it as she died that nite I hated the world I just wanted to fight I started to get bigger and my temper was getting worse I just have the image of my sister by the stairs One day he come home and Id chewed all the floor He grabbed me by the neck and threw me out the door I waited outside but he chased me away He threatened to kill Me I really couldnt stay So I roamed for days eating out the bins I guess it was my punishment for all of my sins Whod love a dog like me?? Whod have me around?? I had to accept sleeping on the ground One day I was sleeping and I felt something round my throat I felt a huge pull and saw a man in a yellow coat He pulled me to my feet But I didnt want to know I growled and bit him but he wouldnt let me go So now Im in a van its dark and Im scared I really want my mum I wish she could be there But she wont save me cos shes long gone Its the way my life is now Im the only one The van suddenly stops and he opens the door I make a run but he throws me on the floor The others come out and he says weve a biter Hes REALLY aggressive I think hes from a fighter So they put me in the kennel Things are getting worse Why is my life this way Im cold hungry and scared The days merge into one till someone finally comes They open my kennel and say is this 301 ?? The reply was yes, he booked in for two hes a risk to the public nothing we can do So they put on my lead and now I know my time is here I Cant even move I urinate out of fear So they have to pull me harder Now I loose control I bite at his hand I cant leg go, He shouts for help All the others come they grab me off and again I try to run But the pole Is on me now And I really cant move They pull down the corridor and into the room The tears are streaming PLEASE I dont want to die you DONT KNOW my story YOU dont know why Please dont kill Me I promise I can be good Give me a chance Im.just misunderstood But they dont seem to hear me they pin me down more OH God I see the needle coming out the draw I try ONE last time to make them understand but I finally give up Ive done all I can So now I feel sick Ive a pain in my head it takes a few minutes till Im finally dead POUND DOGS THEY ALL HAVE A STORY HOW MANY EVER TAKE THE TIME TO ACTUALLY READ IT
Posted on: Thu, 20 Mar 2014 15:44:50 +0000
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