Thursday, May 13, 2010

In its entire life of loneliness
A mere chance of getting out from the chain
A single chance of happiness he consumed
A nightmare.

He wagged his tail, his master called
Someone knew his name
How happy he felt
By playing in biting.

Now, everybody wants him dead
A euthanasia he had to suffer
A single groan.
A single cry.

Goodbye, Garnett
What a sad way to raise you
If you had been unchained
You could have been good.

~Garnett, a Doberman dog (2007-2010) . Died by euthanasia. An intelligent dog but thought biting was part of playing.

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