Horsefeathers! Posted December 17, 2004 Posted December 17, 2004 This was written by a friend on another board. She does a lot of rescue work and has just about seen and heard it all. I thought this was so worth sharing and she gave permission to crosspost. ======================= It has been my experience in fostering that when a new dog comes in straight from its owner, that it's usually useless to even look at the items that were sent with the dog. With a few notable exceptions they're usually disgusting and unusable. So I often don't even open that bag. It's a bad habit of mine, but so much easier just to switch the dog to bowls and toys that I know are clean and usable. After all, quite a few of these dogs come with undisclosed medical conditions as well. It takes days to sort through all the junk and get the dog on the right treatments to make them fit for adoption. The sort of things I find in garbage bags dropped off with dogs, and the sort of things left off the dogs' profiles were the inspiration for this song. One the first day of Fostering my new dog brought with him one collar that doesn't fit. On the second day of Fostering my new dog brought with him two leaky bowls and one collar that doesn't fit. On the third day of Fostering my new dog brought with him three moldy toys two leaky bowls and one collar that doesn't fit. On the fourth day of Fostering my new dog brought with him four expired tags three moldy toys two leaky bowls and one collar that doesn't fit. On the fifth day of Fostering my new dog brought with him FIVE HOURS AT THE VET! four expired tags three moldy toys two leaky bowls and one collar that doesn't fit. On the sixth day of Fostering my new dog brought with him six piddle puddles FIVE HOURS AT THE VET! four expired tags three moldy toys two leaky bowls and one collar that doesn't fit. On the seventh day of Fostering my new dog brought with him seven crumbling bones six piddle puddles FIVE HOURS AT THE VET! four expired tags three moldy toys two leaky bowls and one collar that doesn't fit. On the eighth day of Fostering my new dog brought with him eight feet of clothesline seven crumbling bones six piddle puddles FIVE HOURS AT THE VET! four expired tags three moldy toys two leaky bowls and one collar that doesn't fit. On the ninth day of Fostering my new dog brought with him nine leftover biscuits eight feet of clothesline seven crumbling bones six piddle puddles FIVE HOURS AT THE VET! four expired tags three moldy toys two leaky bowls and one collar that doesn't fit. On the tenth day of Fostering my new dog brought with him ten things he's scared of nine leftover biscuits eight feet of clothesline seven crumbling bones six piddle puddles FIVE HOURS AT THE VET! four expired tags three moldy toys two leaky bowls and one collar that doesn't fit. On the eleventh day of Fostering my new dog brought with him eleven holey sweaters ten things he's scared of nine leftover biscuits eight feet of clothesline seven crumbling bones six piddle puddles FIVE HOURS AT THE VET! four expired tags three moldy toys two leaky bowls and one collar that doesn't fit. On the twelvth day of Fostering my new dog brought with him twelve spots of ringworm eleven holey sweaters ten things he's scared of nine leftover biscuits eight feet of clothesline seven crumbling bones six piddle puddles FIVE HOURS AT THE VET! four expired tags three moldy toys two leaky bowls and one collar that doesn't fit. (And to end this on an up-note, on the thirteenth day of fostering the dog finally got used to all his new things and to being healthy, and on the fourteenth day he was adopted! That's usually how it goes.) ***written by Diane S.** Quote
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