Passing cage after smelly cage, dog after sad-eyed dog,
My hopes, like fat droplets of rain splattering to the dingy floor,
I thought we’d never find the one. I wanted to leave. Then we spotted her
Curled in a ball like a lonely forsaken fawn on a thin ragged blanket
In the middle of the large, cold and desolate cage.
When she saw us standing there, she sprang to life and came running,
Her tail wagging furiously. Oblivious to the deafening barking
And howling echoing throughout the heart-sickening kennel, she jumped
Up and down like a bouncing kangaroo as if auditioning for the role of a lifetime.
Unable to resist her persistent charm, we cracked the cage door, and barely
Clasping the leash to her collar, she pulled my seemingly drunken husband
Through a crowd of bystanders straight to the doggie playground outside.
Squinting against the bright sunshine, we unfastened her leash and like a flash,
She raced around the playground, sniffed a few tattered toys scattered around,
Then like a playful cheetah came charging full speed towards me.
Unable to stop, she slid completely under my chair, backed out,
Snuggled close beside me and plopped her head on my lap.
That’s when I decided that having a Greyhound mix won’t be so bad.
However, since adopting her that day, I’ve questioned my sanity,
Wondering if I would survive this long-legged, faster than lightning,
Over-active, sassy, jittery, destructive chewing, hard-to-potty-train canine.
Now, nearly a year later, Bella has become the absolute funniest, most adorable,
Loveable, playful, snuggling, heart-melting, four-legged joy of our lives!
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