And then there was Chelsea. When I saw her behind bars I knew she had won my heart. She looked at me with her big brown eyes and gazed into my soul/ When I got close to her she tried to rub up against me. I knew we were made for each other.
Later I brought my wife to meet her. Her view of this big grey dog was just a bit different than mine. However, the fact that Chelsea didn't bark amidst the cacophony of canine cries for freedom. She was big and she was dirty, but she was calm.
We walked to the desk at the animal shelter and not one person had expressed an interest. She came home with us and spent the next fourteen years with us until she passed at the age of 18.


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I'm glad you found Chelsea, those pound friends are so grateful and loving...18 years! How lucky for all of you : )
Thanks for this, I love the premise of this Open Call:
"And Then There Was..."
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JT -- It was remembering her. She passed in 2004.
Phyllis -- She passed a long time ago. But I think of her often.
Joan -- She was a great dog.
BS -- Thanks.
FusunA -- in 2004 she passed.
I am so sorry for your loss. From what you wrote it's clear that you really loved her.
A nice tribute to a well beloved furry friend.
Once I found a dog named`Tomorrow.
She was a black and white kennel mutt.
I told the children we'll talk. Tomorrow.
WE named her 'Tomorrow. I found her...
One day - on a walk in the woods She died.
She - Tomorrow - was shot by a deer hunter.
Jan Etc., reminded me of other sad deaths.
Neighbor dogs would come up the drive.
Tomorrow - And other dogs smell deer.
Hunters kill deer. Deer lay decomposing.
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It's a so-called hunters law. Kill stray dogs.
The hunter never asked about my children.
I saw a black and white hide the next Spring.
A dead dog form just laid motionless. Sigh.
I never brought the bad news home. I cried.
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too slow
what a site
bebop-o
where?
Kerry?
try `gin.
I'm very fond of dogs too, and Chelsea sounds like an exemplary one. A nice loving calm dog is a joy to be around.
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