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To all those, that were lucky enough to be rescued:
We know you can’t believe it’s true, but we have truly come to rescue you. We have come to start your life anew. You are one of the lucky, one of the few.We have come to take away your pain, to end life as you know it — at the end of your chain. There will be no more treadmills, no break sticks, no keeps.You can now eat freely and dream happy dreams while you sleep. There will be no more waiting for Saturday night, no being thrown in a pit, no being forced to fight. There will be no more suffering the atrocious abuse, with “they choose to fight” as their standard excuse. There will be no more bets while you suffer great pain, no more criminals with only profits to gain. There will be no more breedings, you are so worn.There will be no more lost puppies for you to mourn. They’ve cut off your ears, your appearance is marred.Yet you give sloppy kisses, and you wag your tail hard. When they say you’re all vicious, we know they are wrong.For there is no other dog, with a love so strong. You hold no grudges. You only forgive.They are wrong — You deserve to live. There are so many more we wish we could spare, but there are so few loving homes and so few people who care. So come now, let’s hurry, there is no time to waste.There is imminent danger, which for you we will face. We know you can’t believe it’s true, but we have truly come to rescue you. Written for the most abused breed of dog in existence, The American Pit Bull Terrier.
Author: Patty Letawsky
Punish the deed, not the breed. This poem by Patty truly moved me.