Taking care of Rescue dogs
Is something I do best.
I know because I've done it,
and I've surely passed the test.
The dogs I've bathed, the food I've fed,
The vacuuming I've done,
And all to watch a frightened soul
Sit dreaming in the sun.
My own dogs I've neglected,
But I tell them every day,
That I love and cherish each of them
Though a new dog's come to stay.
I know they understand this,
for in their eyes I see
The love that I have given them
Come shining back to me.
Some people think I'm crazy,
Some others think I'm great
But very few can understand
What really is at stake.
If I can love and help a dog
To find a better way,
My own life is much richer,
I look forward to each day.
So now you know my secret,
It's there for all to see
The love I give, the life I save,
I do it all for ME.
I see by his coat he must be a stray,
the untidy look gives him away.
He's lost his will and is so thin
hasn't eaten, since God knows when.
I know as I coax him through the door,
There's always room for one more.
The other night in the freezing rain,
That little female came again.
Matted and soaked crying in need,
lost and alone with babies to feed.
Her pleading eyes I couldn't ignore,
There's always room for one more.
There's a new face on the docks today,
hungry but clean, to our dismay,
I stroked her head, her body rippled
when she got up I saw she was crippled
she started to go, but fell on the floor.
There's always room for one more.
There's the poor doggy standing in the rain,
I've tried to entice him time and again.
One ears lopsided, the other's been torn,
Blind in one eye, lost and forlorn.
He's coming now, so I'll open the door.
There's always room for one more.
These stories are true, As I've said before,
There's always room for one more.
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