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02/07/2012 12:33 AM
 

 

The Adoption Process:

 We want successful placements for our cockers and their potential families. To ensure they are placed in loving, safe, and appropriate homes we have an adoption application that must be filled out.  You can fill the application out online. We  will contact the potential family once the application process is completed to make arrangements for visitations.  You will also be required to sign our contract in person.

If you are interested in adopting one of our cockers:

  • Fill out the adoption form and it will automatically be sent to us
  • You will be asked to register and login to fill out any form, to keep spam down
  • We will contact you once the application process is completed

 

I wanted to find the appropriate place for the following poem, and I believe it is on the adoption page!  It was sent to me by one of our rescue families.  It is a very touching poem and speaks volumes about older dogs.

 

Why Adopt an Older Dog?  

One by one, they pass my cage,

Too old, too worn, too broken, no way.

Way past his time, he can't run and play.

Then they shake their head slowly and go on their way.

hen

A little old man, arthritic and sore,

It seems I am not wanted anymore.

I once had a home; I once had a bed,

A place that was warm, and where I was fed.

 

Now my muzzle is grey, and my eyes slowly fail.

Who wants a dog so old, so frail?

My family decided I didn't belong,

I got in their way my attitude was wrong.

 

Whatever excuse they made in their head,               

Can't justify how they left me for dead.

Now I sit in this cage, where day after day,

The younger dogs get adopted away.

pate

When I had almost come to the end of my rope,

You saw my face, and I finally had hope.

You saw through the grey, and the legs bent with age,

And felt I still had life beyond the cage.

 

You took me home, gave me food and a bed.

And you shared your own pillow with my poor tired head.

We snuggle and play and you talk to me low,

You love me so dearly, you want me to know.

 

I may have lived most of my life with another,

But you outshine them with a love much stronger.

And I promise to return all the love I can give,

To you, my dear person, as long as I live.

 

I may be with you a week or for years,

We will share many smiles; you will no doubt shed tears.

And when the time comes that God deems I must leave,

I know you will cry and your heart, it will grieve.

 

dani

And when I arrive at the Bridge, all brand new,

My thoughts and my heart will still be with you.

And I will brag to all who can hear,

Of the person who made my last days so dear.

--Author Unknown