

I died today. You got tired of me and took me to the shelter. They were
overcrowded and I drew an unlucky number. I am in a black plastic bag
in a landfill now. Some other puppy will get the barely used leash you left.
My collar was dirty and too small, but the lady took it off before she sent
me to the Rainbow Bridge. Would I still be at home if I hadn’t chewed your
shoe? I didn’t know what it was, but it was leather, and it was on the floor.
I was just playing. You forgot to get puppy toys. Would I still be at home
if I had been housebroken? Rubbing my nose in what I did only made me
ashamed that I had to go at all. There are books and obedience teachers that
would have taught you how to teach to me to go to the door. Would I still be
at home if I hadn’t brought fleas into the house? Without anti-flea
medicine, I couldn't get them off of me after you left me in the yard for
days. Would I still be at home if I hadn’t barked? I was only saying, “I’m
scared, I’m lonely, I’m here, I’m here! I want to be your best friend”. Would
I still be at home if I had made you happy? Hitting me didn’t make me
learn how. Would I still be at home if you had taken the time to care for me
and to teach manners to me? You didn’t pay attention to me after the first
week or so, but I spent all my time waiting for you to love me. I died
today. Love, Your Puppy.
Please help
Stop animal abuse and neglect.
~I DIED TODAY~