I like this poem...And this goes out to ALL the PT who have adopted older dog's, may you be blessed in all you do.

NOW I AM OLD
>
> One by One, they pass by my cage, too old, too worn, too broken,
no
> way. Way past his time, he can't run and play. Then they shake
their
> heads slowly and go on their way.
>

>
> A little old man, arthritic and sore, It seems I am not wanted
> anymore. I once had a home, I once had a bed, A place that was
warm,
> and where I was fed.
>

>
> Now my muzzle is grey, and my eyes slowly fail. Who wants a dog so
> old and so frail? My family decided I didn't belong, I got in
their
> way, my attitude was wrong.
>

>
> Whatever excuse they made in their head, Can't justify how they
> left me for dead. Now I sit in this cage, where day after day, The
> younger dogs get adopted
away.
>

>
> When I had almost come to the end of my rope, You saw my face, and
> I finally had hope. You saw thru the grey, and the legs bent with
> age, And felt I still had life beyond this
> cage.
>

>
> You took me home, gave me food and a bed, And shared your own
> pillow with my poor tired head. We snuggle and play, and you talk
to
> me low, You love me so dearly, you want me to
> know.
>

>
> I may have lived most of my life with another, But you outshine
> them with a love so much stronger. And I promise to return all the
> love I can give, To you, my dear person, as long as I
> live.
>

>
> I may be with you for a week, or for years, We will share many
> smiles, you will no doubt shed tears. And when the time comes that
> God deems I must leave, I know you will cry and your heart, it
will
> grieve. And when I arrive at the Bridge, all brand new, My
thoughts
> and my heart will still be with you. And I will brag to all who
will
> hear, Of the person who made my last days so
> dear.
>

>
> Author Unknown


Ashley