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 THE SAGA OF SONNY AND CHER Now come and sit down I've got something to share Yes, this is the saga Of Sonny and Cher It's a story that's true And you might shed a tear But you won't want to miss What you're going to hear T'was a hot summer day For Florida, not rare But not a good day For our Sonny and Cher For someone had left them That hot summer day Why someone would do that I just cannot say They were left all alone Two cats in a cage Outside of a store While the sun, it did rage As they sat close to death In the cage with no air A rescuer came To help Sonny and Cher She rushed them inside The doctors were there They worked on the cats And gave them good care The cats soon recovered Were petted and fed They were given a cage With toys and a bed The people that found then Were caring and kind A home for these orphans Was first on their minds While waiting for a home And someone to love They lived in the store Cats below and above Now Cher was a beauty And really quite clever She'd play for hours With her favorite toy feather Sonny was quiet But not one to hide He was always content To have Cher by his side Cher too loved Sonny The sly little miss Would go up to his ear And give him a kiss So the people that found them Knew from the start These cats were a pair They could not be apart Could they find them a home? Would someone take two? As you might imagine It would be hard to do People came to adopt Cats found dads and mothers But poor Sonny and Cher Were not like these others No one wanted our two I'm so sad to say Our Sonny and Cher Seemed doomed to stay Then many months later In fact, Christmas Eve The store was just closing People ready to leave When a wonderful man and woman Fell in love with Sonny and Cher They took the two home To give them love and care Everyone rejoiced Their wishes finally met This would be a Christmas No one would forget But the happy ending Did not last long The woman was sick Something was wrong Though it broke their hearts They brought the cats back The doctor said the cats Had caused the attack Poor Sonny and Cher Were orphans once more They were back in their cage Their home was the store Though many people came And took a cat home Sonny and Cher remained They were still alone Then one day a nice lady Came into the store She wanted one cat But could not take more She took a look around And said she'd take Sonny She filled out the papers And paid out her money The people that found them Knew in their heart For the cats to find homes They must now be apart So they sadly agreed To let Sonny go home Poor Cher had to stay She would be all alone But, then the nice lady Had a change of mind She left without our Sonny A home he did not find Was this good or bad? Would things ever turn out right? Well sometimes if your wait You find that they just might Because . . . . The very next day And this is a fact The cats' Mom and Dad returned They wanted them back What made the Mom sick No one could name But the doctor had told them The cats were not to blame The people that found them Were no longer sad Now Sonny and Cher Had a Mom and a Dad Sonny and Cher were so happy They had a home at last All their troubles and woes Were now in the past So, as you go through your life Keep this story in mind Though some people are bad Most are caring and kind Life is not always easy Things don't always go right You may want to give up Just too tired to fight So when life is unfair When you're starting to mope Remember Sonny and Cher And DON'T GIVE UP HOPE! THE END By Jane (a Florida Humane Society Volunteer) |
 Adoption means to PERMANENTLY accept the new companion animal into one's life - which includes sickness and health, good times and bad, and through all the changes of life. Of course, The Florida Humane Society will take back any animal it has placed for any reason. Having said this, we would like you to consider a few things before you adopt... Behavior problems are often cited as reasons for returns. In some cases, simple training techniques can be employed to change most troublesome behaviors. It's true that some people relinquish their companion animal too soon because they have not been exposed to these simple training techniques to help them work through a trying situation. Adopters are encouraged to take their puppies and dogs to a basic canine obedience class. Doing so helps owner-dog communication, builds confidence and aids bonding. Be warned that living with a pet can get bumpy from time to time. While a companion animal can be capable of many wonderful things, they can also exhibit some not-so-wonderful behaviors usually at the most inconvenient time. A growl, snap, a scratch or bite can occur with ANY companion animal and one incident should not be grounds for divorce. Likewise, an occasional house soiling incident can be expected. Like you, your companion animal's body is subject to fluctuations that may mean an isolated instance of house soiling. In the case of any strange or different behavior by your companion animal, we ask that you call us. We can help get you and your companion animal back on track. It's going to take some time for your companion animal to learn your routine. Bonding
does not happen overnight. As you introduce your new companion animal
to your family routines and he/she becomes comfortable, he/she will
learn to trust you. Relationships take time to develop, so be patient. Veterinary visits are something else to keep in mind. Besides the yearly exams and inoculations, your companion animal may experience sickness and injury, which can require additional veterinarian services. How are your finances? Are you going to be able to get your companion animal to a vet when he/she needs to go?
Are you planning any
major lifestyle changes? If it doesn't seem like the right time, WAIT! There will ALWAYS be an animal available for you. Wait for that time when the companion animal can be a loved and cherished member of the family. Please think about the commitment you are about to make. You are now ready to take the first step in making the decision on adopting or not adopting a companion animal. The
Journey
by Crystal Ward Kent When you bring a pet into your life, you begin a journey - a journey that will bring you more love and devotion than you have ever known, yet also test your strength and courage. If you allow, the journey will teach you many things, about life, about yourself, and most of all, about love. You will come away changed forever, for one soul cannot touch another without leaving its mark. Along the way, you will learn much about savoring life's simple pleasures -jumping in leaves, snoozing in the sun, the joys of puddles, and even the satisfaction of a good scratch behind the ears. If you spend much time outside, you will be taught how to truly experience every element, for no rock, leaf, or log will go unexamined, no rustling bush will be overlooked, and even the very air will be inhaled, pondered, and noted as being full of valuable information. Your pace may be slower - except when heading home to the food dish - but you will become a better naturalist, having been taught by an expert in the field. Too many times we hike on automatic pilot, our goal being to complete the trail rather than enjoy the journey. We miss the details - the colorful mushrooms on the rotting log, the honeycomb in the old maple snag, the hawk feather caught on a twig. Once we walk as a dog does, we discover a whole new world. We stop; we browse the landscape, we kick over leaves, peek in tree holes, look up, down, all around. And we learn what any dog knows: that nature has created a marvelously complex world that is full of surprises, that each cycle of the seasons bring ever changing wonders, each day an essence all its own. Even from indoors you will find yourself more attuned to the world around you. You will find yourself watching summer insects collecting on a screen.(How bizarre they are! How many kinds there are!), or noting the flick and flash of fireflies through the dark. You will stop to observe the swirling dance of windblown leaves, or sniff the air after a rain. It does not matter that there is no objective in this; the point is in the doing, in not letting life's most important details slip by. You will find yourself doing silly things that your pet-less friends might not understand: spending thirty minutes in the grocery aisle looking for the cat food brand your feline must have, buying dog birthday treats, or driving around the block an extra time because your pet enjoys the ride. You will roll in the snow, wrestle with chewie toys, bounce little rubber balls till your eyes cross, and even run around the house trailing your bathrobe tie - with a cat in hot pursuit - all in the name of love. Your house will become muddier and hairier. You will wear less dark clothing and buy more lint rollers. You may find dog biscuits in your pocket or purse, and feel the need to explain that an old plastic shopping bag adorns your living room rug because your cat loves the crinkly sound. You will learn the true measure of love - the steadfast, undying kind that says, "It doesn't matter where we are or what we do, or how life treats us as long as we are together." Respect this always. It is the most precious gift any living soul can give another. You will not find it often among the human race. And you will learn humility. The look in my dog's eyes often made me feel ashamed. Such joy and love at my presence. She saw not some flawed human who could be cross and stubborn, moody or rude, but only her wonderful companion. Or maybe she saw those things and dismissed them as mere human foibles, not worth considering, and so chose to love me anyway. If you pay attention and learn well, when the journey is done, you will be not just a better person, but the person your pet always knew you to be - the one they were proud to call beloved friend. I must caution you that this journey is not without pain. Like all paths of true love, the pain is part of loving. For as surely as the sun sets, one day your dear animal companion will follow a trail you cannot yet go down. And you will have to find the strength and love to let them go. A pet's time on earth is far too short - especially for those that love them. We borrow them, really, just for awhile, and during these brief years they are generous enough to give us all their love, every inch of their spirit and heart, until one day there is nothing left. The cat that only yesterday was a kitten is all too soon old and frail and sleeping in the sun. The young pup of boundless energy wakes up stiff and lame, the muzzle now gray. Deep down we somehow always knew that this journey would end. We knew that if we gave our hearts they would be broken. But give them we must for it is all they ask in return. When the time comes, and the road curves ahead to a place we cannot see, we give one final gift and let them run on ahead - young and whole once more. "Godspeed, good friend," we say, until our journey comes full circle and our paths cross again.
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Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat. Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and, shall we say, love. The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly. To start with, he had only one eye and where the other should have been was a hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner. Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby, striped type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, and even his shoulders. Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. "That's one UGLY cat!!!" All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave. Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around your feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he would come running, meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find. One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbor's dogs. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly's sad life was almost at an end. As I picked him up and tried to carry him home, I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. It must be hurting him terribly, I thought. Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear. Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying, was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring. Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion. At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain. Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly. Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful. He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for. Many
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