Am I Famous Now?
I was born today. One of 10. My daddy was very famous. I have lots of half
brothers and sisters. My mother is very famous. Since she got famous, she has
only had puppies. No more loving hands, no more fun trips... just puppies. She
is always sad when they leave her.
I left home today. I didn't want to go, so I hid behind my mama and my three
littermates that were left. I didn't like you. But one day they said I would be
famous. I wonder; is famous the same as fun and good times? So you picked
me up and carried me away, even though you were concerned about me hiding
from you. I don't think you liked me.
My new home is far away. I am scared and afraid. My heart says be brave. My
ancestors were. Did they go to good homes like mine? I'm hungry because I
can't eat too much because it will be bad for my bones. I can't bite or snap
when the children are mean to me. I just run and play and pretend I am in a
big green field with butterflies and robins and frogs. I can't understand why
they kick me. I am quiet, but the man hits and says loud things. The lady
doesn't feed me good things like I had with my mother. She just throws dry
food on the ground, then goes away before I can get too close for touching and
petting. Sometimes my food smells bad but I eat it anyway.
Today I had 10 puppies. They are so wonderful and warm. Am I famous now?
I wish I could play with them, but they are so tiny. I am so young and playful
that it is hard to lay here in this hole under the house nursing my puppies. They
are crying now. I am so hungry. I scratch and worry my fur. I wish someone
would throw me some food. I am also very thirsty. I now have eight. Two got
cold during the night and I couldn't make them warm again. They are gone.
We are all very weak. Maybe if I take them out on the porch, we can get some
Today they took us away. It was too much trouble to feed us and someone
came to take us away. Someone grabbed my puppies, they were cryin and
whimpering. We were put in a truck with boxes in it. Are my babies famous
now? I hope so, because I miss them. They are gone.
The place smelled of urine, fear and sickness. Why was I here? I was beautiful,
like my ancestors. Now I am hungry, dirty, in pain and unwanted. Maybe the
worst is unwanted. No one came though I tried to be good.
Today someone came. They put a rope on my neck and led me to a room that
was very clean and had a shiny table. They put me on the table. Someone held
me and hugged me. It felt so good!!! Then I felt tired and laid over the last one
who cared. I am famous now. Today someone cared.
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