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Max.
You were born unwanted and alone. Someone dropped you off in a small box over night. Suddenly you found life bound by a metal cage.
Though you sat patiently waiting for someone to adopt you, you could not help your anxiousness to just get out of that metal box.
Why was I the only one who saw your beauty?
Why was I the only one who saw that your rough play was only play and not agressive behavior?
Why was I the only one who tried to work with you?
Every day you would see me through that pane of glass that welcomes people to the shelter. Your beautiful golden eyes shown with love and playfulness. The mane around your neck was as soft as angora.
Your purr was a resounding melody to my heart.
Every day you would sit beautifully and wait patienly for your turn to play.
Every day til this past Saturday.
Oh god why did i try to work with that new heartless wench who runs our shelter? I gave my own $$ to keep you alive, i begged not to do anything until i had a chance to save you. But she used every plea and every complaint as a reason to put your life to an end. There was plenty of room at the inn. there is plenty of food for all of the animals. I just dont understand why, But the first day i was away from the shelter...she killed you.
I am so sorry i let you down my furry friend.
Your death broke my heart.
Please remember me over the bridge.
God bless the unwanted for they have no others.
You were born unwanted and alone. Someone dropped you off in a small box over night. Suddenly you found life bound by a metal cage.
Though you sat patiently waiting for someone to adopt you, you could not help your anxiousness to just get out of that metal box.
Why was I the only one who saw your beauty?
Why was I the only one who saw that your rough play was only play and not agressive behavior?
Why was I the only one who tried to work with you?
Every day you would see me through that pane of glass that welcomes people to the shelter. Your beautiful golden eyes shown with love and playfulness. The mane around your neck was as soft as angora.
Your purr was a resounding melody to my heart.
Every day you would sit beautifully and wait patienly for your turn to play.
Every day til this past Saturday.
Oh god why did i try to work with that new heartless wench who runs our shelter? I gave my own $$ to keep you alive, i begged not to do anything until i had a chance to save you. But she used every plea and every complaint as a reason to put your life to an end. There was plenty of room at the inn. there is plenty of food for all of the animals. I just dont understand why, But the first day i was away from the shelter...she killed you.
I am so sorry i let you down my furry friend.
Your death broke my heart.
Please remember me over the bridge.
God bless the unwanted for they have no others.