I prefer not to think of why I am here
to remember the loss that lead me to this place
once again
but the memories come anyways
defying my will
to forget them…
His name was Scruffy
his fur was pure white
Some would say white as snow
he was still just a puppy
not but a few months old.
I had just recently let him outside
and was inside my room reading
When suddenly I heard a large bang
like the thunder that follows lightning.
Something didn’t feel right
and deep down
I was filled with dread
for I knew
that it was not thunder
that I had heard.
my instincts took me outside
and grief overcame me
by what I saw
for my dog was no longer white
but a glistening, crimson red.
Something caught my attention
and I stood there in horror
while I watched as my neighbor
walked into his house
holding a shotgun…
The rest of that day is a blur to me
Scruffy was already too far gone
and now all that’s left of him
are our memories
I can’t believe I am standing here
in the same place
I had gotten him
only a few months before.
'I won’t get another dog, no dog can take the place of Scruffy!'
I tell myself fiercely
but my unspoken words seem useless –
just dust in the wind.
My mom and I walk past many cages
a ringing fills my ears
from the calling the one’s inside bring
but I barely take any notice
Suddenly my mom stops
curiosity engulfs me
I look inside
He’s a three-year-old She-bu-inu
his coat looks like the sun
he can sit
he can shake
but he’s not Scruffy
'No dog can take the place of Scruffy.'
I tell myself again
but the decision has already been made
My mom gets the dog.
The Pound receptionist walks forward
She speaks,
“He’s a lucky one, this fellow,”
She says as she brings the golden dog forward
She continues,
“This was his last day here.”
I know what she means
and I am scared
because I don’t want to love this dog
but I realize that it’s too late
and that I already do.
I crouch down
and look into his brown eyes
and he looks back into my blue-green ones
and I understand now
that I saved his life,
just as much as he
saved my heart.
to remember the loss that lead me to this place
once again
but the memories come anyways
defying my will
to forget them…
His name was Scruffy
his fur was pure white
Some would say white as snow
he was still just a puppy
not but a few months old.
I had just recently let him outside
and was inside my room reading
When suddenly I heard a large bang
like the thunder that follows lightning.
Something didn’t feel right
and deep down
I was filled with dread
for I knew
that it was not thunder
that I had heard.
my instincts took me outside
and grief overcame me
by what I saw
for my dog was no longer white
but a glistening, crimson red.
Something caught my attention
and I stood there in horror
while I watched as my neighbor
walked into his house
holding a shotgun…
The rest of that day is a blur to me
Scruffy was already too far gone
and now all that’s left of him
are our memories
I can’t believe I am standing here
in the same place
I had gotten him
only a few months before.
'I won’t get another dog, no dog can take the place of Scruffy!'
I tell myself fiercely
but my unspoken words seem useless –
just dust in the wind.
My mom and I walk past many cages
a ringing fills my ears
from the calling the one’s inside bring
but I barely take any notice
Suddenly my mom stops
curiosity engulfs me
I look inside
He’s a three-year-old She-bu-inu
his coat looks like the sun
he can sit
he can shake
but he’s not Scruffy
'No dog can take the place of Scruffy.'
I tell myself again
but the decision has already been made
My mom gets the dog.
The Pound receptionist walks forward
She speaks,
“He’s a lucky one, this fellow,”
She says as she brings the golden dog forward
She continues,
“This was his last day here.”
I know what she means
and I am scared
because I don’t want to love this dog
but I realize that it’s too late
and that I already do.
I crouch down
and look into his brown eyes
and he looks back into my blue-green ones
and I understand now
that I saved his life,
just as much as he
saved my heart.
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