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My Very Important Job
by Danielle Greuter

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I have this job that’s very important you see, To bring helpless dogs home to stay with me. My job starts quickly once they step off that bus. Trying to help them understand They really can trust us. Reassuring them during the whole ride home. To help them understand they will never again feel alone. Out of the car, walking them up to the front door. All the while convincing them, they will hurt no more.
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Letting them go in and walk all around. Smelling things other than a cold, hard ground. Showing them the yard to go and roam free. Something a lot different then spending days tied to a tree. Watching as they begin to jump and run, seeing their faces light up realizing it’s so much fun. Some are weak and get tired really fast, others have a lot of energy that can really, really last. The first night can be a little tough, as these poor babies tummies can feel a bit rough. |

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Some are so nervous they even start to pace. I just keep giving them love with a smile on my face. Each day that goes by, I see them understand my voice. They begin to realize in their new life, they have a choice. A choice to just relax and take time to adjust, to how great their new life is now there is no mistrust. A true gift to be able to experience and see, what a true blessing these souls can be. After everything they have gone through looking the end in the face, they are able to gain their pride and stand to walk full of grace. |
Changing every day as they begin to understand and learn, my heart fills with joy knowing their trust I have now come to earn. Suddenly they begin to blossom, coming into their own. As they come to know this house as a loving, safe zone. Then, the message comes, what would a good time be? There is a family that is interested and would like to come see. I try and prepare reminding myself, this is what has to be done. Saying good-bye is just a part of helping another one. |

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I get to see the family meet the dog that will steal their heart. All while fighting back the lump in my throat and totally falling apart. I bend over and hug them tight, whispering in their ear; go and live the life you deserve with out any fear. For you are special, more than words could ever express. I give them a kiss on their head and then one final caress. I don’t take my eyes off the car, as I watch them pull away. My job is not done though soon there will be another on their way. |

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