My appeal in the newspaper seems to have worked,
for I have found myself a home...

My life was going splendidly,
I was the happiest dog alive...

The kennel staff were so upset
to see me be returned...

My visit didn't last long,
and I was re-homed within the month...

My trainer cuddled into me,
as she poured her heart into my fur...

How could I have known
that you would never be back home again...

I'm running out of reasons to stay,
yet something makes it impossible...

Curled up in the depths of my closet,
cold from fear...

You ask me to describe what goes on in my head,
but it is often filled with so many storm clouds...

It cuts like a knife to know your love for me
is quickly disappearing out of sight...

Someone else has taken over me,
and I don't care about your feelings any more...

One thing I have learned is that
there is no turning back...