Friday, May 21, 2010

G-L-O-R-I-A

Dictated to a CP Intakes volunteer by Gloria



Usually an Intake person introduces the new Col. Potter kids but I'm going to introduce myself because I want to tell you my own story. My name is Gloria, I'm a petite cairn girl and my 4th birthday was last week!

The next thing I know I was going for a car ride. Yippee--a car ride, I hadn't done that in a long time. I hadn't much fun for a while and I was so excited at the possibility. The car kept going down the road but soon I didn't recognize the scenery. Great - I'm going to some where new, maybe the dog toy store for a birthday present? I hope so!

Soon the car pulled into a driveway but nothing looked familiar. As I got out of the car I heard dogs barking and cats meowing. Could it be? A surprise party for ME? When I went into the building, no one yelled surprise. Something was wrong. This wasn't fun anymore. I was escorted to a pen with some other small dogs. I asked "What is this place?" The old beagle in my pen told me and I was in disbelief. A kill shelter, I'm in a KILL SHELTER!! This was my worst birthday ever. I heard a person say that there was no money to help with my skin problem, no one would want me and I was scheduled to die. I was on death row all because someone didn't take care of me. I was so sad. I curled up in a ball in my bed and hid my face.

The phone rang. I heard the shelter lady talking to someone. Some ladies from Col. Potter wanted to help me. I didn't know what Col. Potter was--good or bad? I hid my face in despair.

Soon a lady from Col. Potter put me in a crate and we went on a car ride. This seemed different so I wagged my tail. Before long I was getting a special bath, boy did that feel good! When all the dirt was washed off, I was a red head! Next I got a trim--all the mats and icky stuff was gone. It gets better--I got a yummy dinner something I hadn't had in a long time. When it was time for bed, I got my very own nightshirt, a soft blanket and a clean crate--all for me! I slept like a baby. I was dreaming of my next birthday because now I'll HAVE a next birthday. You're all invited to my birthday party too and I'll be singing as loud as I can G-L-O-R-I-A!!

Thank you Col. Potter.

xo Gloria

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