Geluksvogels: 2020 (571) Cartucho

woensdag 10 juni 2020

2020 (571) Cartucho

Heerlijk ouder manneke waarvan je gewoon wel moet houden. Wat een lief baasje. Nadat zijn vrouwtje overleden was werd hij op straat gezet door de neven. Hij pendelde tussen huis en zijn vrouwtje haar graf heen en weer. Het verhaal over het oude senioren hondje dat elke dag op het graf van zijn vrouwtje lag te wachten bereikte het asiel van de Sierra Nevada en gelukkig aarzelden zij niet om dit mannetje op te nemen. Vanaf september 2019 zat Cartucho in het asiel. De koude winter kwam maar ik durfde hem met al die langzitters niet te laten komen. Nu met het corona transport de knoop door gehakt en hij kwam lekker mee. Na 1,5 week opvang naar een paradijsje met grote tuin in het bos, landelijk leven samen met andere honden en dieren. Wat is het hem gegund! Heel veel geluk Cartucho!

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Once I was a lonely dog,

Just looking for a home.

I had no place to go,

No one to call my own.

I wandered up and down the streets,

in rain in heat and snow.

I ate what ever I could find,

I was always on the go.

My skin would itch, my feet were sore,

My body ached with pain.

And no one stopped to give a pat

Or to gently say my name.

I never saw a loving glance,

I was always on the run.

For people thought that hurting me

was really lots of fun.

And then one day I heard a voice

So gentle, kind and sweet,

And arms so soft reached down to me

And took me off my feet.

"No one again will hurt you"

Was whispered in my ear.

"You'll have a home to call your own

where you will know no fear."

"You will be dry, you will be warm,

you'll have enough to eat

And rest assured that when you sleep,

your dreams will all be sweet."

I was afraid I must admit,

I've lived so long in fear.

I can't remember when I let

A human come so near.

And as she tended to my wounds

And bathed and brushed my fur

She told me 'bout the rescue group

And what it meant to her.

She said, "We are a circle,

A line that never ends.

And in the center there is you

protected by new friends."

"And all around you are

the ones that check the pounds,

And those that share their home

after you've been found."

"And all the other folk

are searching near and far.

To find the perfect home for you,

where you can be a star."

She said, "There is a family,

that's waiting patiently,

and pretty soon we'll find them,

just you wait and see."

"And then they'll join our circle

they'll help to make it grow,

so there'll be room for more like you,

who have no place to go."

I waited very patiently,

The days they came and went.

Today's the day I thought,

my family will be sent.

Then just when I began to think

It wasn't meant to be,

I knew them in a heart beat,

I could tell they felt it too.

They said, "We have been waiting

for a special dog like you."

Now every night I say a prayer

to all the gods that be.

"Thank you for the life I live

and all you've given me.

But most of all protect the dogs

in the pound and on the street.

And send a Rescue Person

to lift them off their feet."

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