A very sweet Happy Birthday

Today my Rudy turns 11! She is the sweetest and most bestest dog! I'm so glad of that day I was taken to a barn to see the litter of puppies that were out there. My sweet Rudy with only a little nub of a tail and as cute as could be. I love her ever so and am sad to think that my years left with her may only be a few though I hope for forever.



To anyone reading.. I know I just got a puppy.. though perhaps he chose me as he just showed up one day at my house... but I just want you to consider, if you are thinking of adopting a dog.. consider the seniors. Those poor sweet old dogs that have no homes and may spend the rest of their years in cages at a shelter.. consider taking them home. Those sweet old dogs still have a lot of love to give.

I also want to share this..

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Here in this house…
I will never know the loneliness I hear in the barks of the other dogs “out there”.
I can sleep soundly, assured that when I wake my world will not have changed.
I will never know hunger, or the fear of not knowing if I’ll eat.
I will not shiver in the cold, or grow weary from the heat.
I will feel the sun’s heat, and the rain’s coolness, and be allowed to smell all that can reach my nose.
My fur will shine, and never be dirty or matted.

Here in this house…
There will be an effort to communicate with me on my level.
I will be talked to and even if I don’t understand, I can enjoy the warmth of the words.
I will be given a name so that I may know who I am among many.
My name will be used in joy, and I will love the sound of it!

Here in this house…
I will never be a substitute for anything I am not.
I will never be used to improve people’s images of themselves.
I will be loved because of who I am, not someone’s idea of who I should be.
I will never suffer for someone’s anger,impatience, or stupidity.
I will be taught all the things I need to know to be loved by all.
If I do not learn my lessons well, my teachers will blame themselves, not me.

Here in this house…
I can trust the arms that hold, hands that touch…knowing that, no matter what they do, they do it for the good of me.
If I am ill, I will be doctored.
If scared, I will be calmed.
If sad, I will be cheered.
No matter what I look like, I will be considered beautiful and known to be of value.
I will never be cast out because I am too old, too ill, or too unruly, or not cute enough.
My life is a responsibility, and not an afterthought.
I will learn that my humans can almost, sometimes, be as kind and as fair as dogs.

Here in this house…
I will belong.
I will be home.

Happy Birthday Rudy! Here's to another 11 years!