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Positive Inspirational Stories

Hank's First Christmas

Finding a Forever Home

Early one morn’ when a tiny pup,
My Mama wept out of control.
With teary eyes she cried, and said,
“Today you’re being sold.”

Still whimpering, she promised,
“You’ll have a ‘great life’ little boy.
Very soon you’ll forget about us, 
And be someone’s pride and joy.”

She said, “You’re off to a ‘forever home,’
‘Cause that’s what fur babies do.
That’s Mother Nature’s plan for pups,
You’ll be loved and cared for too.”

But I was only six weeks old,
Way too young to be on my own.
I needed my Mama and littermates.
I trembled, cried, and moaned.

Those new people were never home.
If they loved me, it didn’t show.
Alone in a cage, I cried all day,
And the hours crept by so slow.

Within a few days we took a trip,
I was dumped where homeless dogs stay.
As I searched their eyes for answers,
They just turned and walked away.

I had been good, even though afraid,
And wondered, “what did I do wrong?”
A baby schnauzer needs lots of love,
And to feel they really belong.

Three whole weeks I bounced around,
As confused as a pup could be.
It wasn’t like Mama promised at all,
A “great life” wasn’t meant for me.

Every day I woke up scared,
Would I move again today?
Why couldn’t anyone love me?
They just kept throwing me away.

Finally two more people arrived,
I sensed only warmth this time.
They scooped me up and kissed me,
And said, “now your life will be divine.”

They took me to a wonderful home,
With another doggy and tons of toys.
They say I’m called a rescue dog,
But mainly I’m a much-loved boy.

At last my “great life” has begun,
And no more will my heart ache.
We snuggle close in bed at night,
And I get kisses when I wake.

My heart smiles in my “forever home,” 
And love sparkles in my people’s eyes.
I’m only touched with gentle hands,
And baby Hank never, ever cries. 

Written by Kathleene S. Baker

Kathy resides in Plano, Texas with husband Jerry, and two precious pups, Hank and Samantha. She enjoys writing, needlework, and fishing. As a freelancer, she has contributed to newspapers, anthologies, magazines, online ezines, Chicken Soup for the Soul and writes a weekly column entitled The Heart of Texas.

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