Dear Mom and
Dad,
I died today you got tired of me and took me to the shelter. They were
overcrowded and I drew an unlucky number. I am in a black plastic bag in a
landfill now. Some other puppy will get the barely used leash you left. My
collar was dirty and too small, but the lady took it off before she sent
me to the Rainbow Bridge.
Would I still be at home if I hadn't chewed your shoe? I didn't know
what it was, but it was leather, and it was on the floor. I was just
playing. You forgot to get puppy toys.
Would I still be at home if I had been housebroken? Rubbing my nose
in what I did only made me ashamed that I had to go at all. There are
books and obedience teachers that would have taught you how to teach me to
go to the door.
Would I still be at home if I hadn't brought fleas into the house?
Without anti-flea medicine, I couldn't get them off of me after you left
me in the yard for days.
Would I still be at home ill hadn't barked? I was only saying,
"I'm scared, I'm lonely, I'm here, I'm here! I want to be your best
friend."
Would I still be at home if I had made you happy? Hitting me didn't
make me learn how.
Would I still be at home if you had taken the time to care for me
and to teach manners to me? You didn't pay attention to me after the first
week or so, but I spent all my time waiting for you to love me.
I died today.
Love, Your Puppy