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"Her eyes met mine as she walked down the corridor peering apprehensively into the kennels. I felt her need instantly and knew I had to help her. I wagged my tail, not too exuberantly, so she wouldn't be afraid. As she read my kennel card, I hoped that she wouldn't feel sad about my past. I only have the future to look forward to and want to make a difference in someone's life.
She got down on her knees and made little kissy sounds at me. I shoved my soulder and side of my head up against the bars to comfort her. Gentle fingertips caressed my neck...she was desperate for companionship.
I would promise to keep her safe. I would promise to always be by her side. I would promise to do everything I could, to see that radiant smile and sparkle in her eyes. I was so fortunate she came down my corridor.
So many more are out there who haven't walked down the corridors. So many more to be saved. At least I could save one. I rescued a human today".
"The drool and the snoring, the farts and the snot, just 4 of the bad points the Bordeaux has got. The love of the couch the bed and the chair get used to floor 'cos you'll spend most of your time there.
We thrive on these problems, we lap it all up it's what you expect from your Bordeaux pup. We bulk buy the poo bags, it blows the peoples minds, one bag isn't enough for these Bordeaux behinds.
Our friends they avoid us and stop coming round, "I'm sick of the slobber off their fucking hound" The mail stops arriving, we're left all alone it's what you get used to with a Bordeaux at home.
But then there's the good points of owning this breed, if you want a best friend, they're all you will need, they're there when you're happy and there when you're not, their heads on your lap, that's now covered in snot.
The loyalty and honour, that look in their eye, you fuck with my family and you're gonna die. But one you are accepted you're in till the end, it's one of lifes wonders, a big Bordeuax friend.
"If I didn't have a dogue my house could be carpet instead of tiled and laminated. I could walk barefoot around the yard in safety.
All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture and cars would be hair-free. When the doorbell rings my home would not sound like a kennel. When the doorbell rings I could get to the door without wading through all the fuzzy bodies who beat me there.
I could sit on the couch and my bed anyway I wanted, without having to take into consideration how much space several fur bodies need to get comfortable.
I would have enough money and no guilt to go on a real holiday. I would not be on a first-name basis with 6 veterinarians as I put their yet unborn grandkids through private school.
The most used words in my vocabulary would not be "out, sit, down, come, no, stay" and "leave it alone".
My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates and make-shift barriers.
I would not talk 'baby talk' "Eat your din din' Yummy yummy for the tummy' My house would not look like a day care centre with toys everywhere.
My pockets would not contain things like poop bags, treats and an extra lead. I would no longer have to spell the words B-A-L-L, W-A-L-K-I-E-S and such.
I would not have as many leaves INSIDE my house as OUTSIDE. I would not look strangely at people who think having ONE Dogue ties them down too much. I'd look forward to spring and the rainy season instead of dreading 'MUD' season.
I would not have to answer the question "Why do you have so many animals? from people who will never know the joy of being loved unconditionally by the closest thing to an angel they will ever encounter.
BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY HOW EMPTY WOULD MY LIFE BE??
"A dogs love for his master begins in a moment, grows in a kifetime and lasts an eternity"
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