It still, very much, holds true.
Rescue
by Lyn Marinello
The quiet in the house
was deafeningly sad
The lack of wagging tails
was driving me quite mad
The loneliness at home
without the wiggly greet
Was only matched in depth
by the cold of uncovered feet
And so we took a ride
to the shelter down the road
And found a furry little friend
to brighten up our abode
He quickly stole our hearts
and a stuffed animal or two
But, honestly, I'm just not sure
who exactly rescued who
The lack of wagging tails
was driving me quite mad
The loneliness at home
without the wiggly greet
Was only matched in depth
by the cold of uncovered feet
And so we took a ride
to the shelter down the road
And found a furry little friend
to brighten up our abode
He quickly stole our hearts
and a stuffed animal or two
But, honestly, I'm just not sure
who exactly rescued who
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