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‘Twas the Night Before Christmas (A shelter pet’s tale)


Knowing that my local shelter (the one I’ve volunteered at for many years) will be closing soon is so hard to accept. So maybe this take on ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas hit me harder than it normally would, but then again, maybe not. I hope you will pass it on. It’s a good reminder this Christmas.

(This was posted on the Doberman Rescue board and shared by Ann Kinney.)

‘Tis the night before Christmas and all through the town,
every shelter is full – we are lost, but not found.
Our numbers are hung on our kennels so bare,
we hope every minute that someone will care.
They’ll come to adopt us and give us the call,
“Come here, Max and Sparkie – come fetch your new ball!!

But now we sit here and think of the days..
we were treated so fondly – we had cute, baby ways.
Once we were little, then we grew and we grew
now we’re no longer young and we’re no longer new.

So out the back door we were thrown like the trash,
they reacted so quickly – why were they so rash?
We “jump on the children:, “don’t come when they call”,
we “bark when they leave us”, climb over the wall.
We should have been neutered, we should have been spayed,
now we suffer the consequence of the errors THEY made.

If only they’d trained us, if only we knew…
we’d have done what they asked us and worshiped them, too.
We were left in the backyard, or worse -let to roam,
now we’re tired and lonely and out of a home.
They dropped us off here and they kissed us good-bye…
“Maybe someone else will give you a try.”

So now here we are, all confused and alone…
in a shelter with others who long for a home.
The kind workers come through with a meal and a pat,
with so many to care for, they can’t stay to chat,

They move to the next kennel, giving each of us cheer…
we know that they wonder how long we’ll be here.
We lay down and sweet dreams fill our heads..
of a home filled with love and our own cozy beds.
Then we wake to see sad eyes, brimming with tears –
our friends filled with emptiness, worry, and fear.

If you can’t adopt us and there’s no room at the Inn –
could you help with the bills and fill our food bin?
We count on your kindness each day of the year –
can you give more than hope to everyone here?
Please make a donation to pay for the heat…
and help get us something special to eat.
The shelter that cares for us wants us to live,
and more of us will, if more people will give.

Please adopt if you can or donate to a shelter so more of them don’t close.
And please, if you have an issue with your pet, get help. Don’t just give up.

  1. Kristine
    December 8, 2010 at 12:20 AM

    This is a beautiful poem and very touching. It makes it all the more real to actually know of a shelter that was forced to closed. Thank you for sharing this and for the reminder to spread the word.

    • Mel
      December 8, 2010 at 10:00 AM

      Thanks Kristine. I think that’s why it hit me so hard. I wonder where future animals will go now?

  2. December 11, 2010 at 5:20 AM

    Oh, that is heartbreaking.

    We just have to keep telling people…

    • Mel
      December 11, 2010 at 8:56 AM

      Agreed Shauna! What you are doing is a great way to educate people and to promote pet adoption and rescue.

  1. December 6, 2010 at 8:06 PM

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