Some Photos Donated By The Washington Humane Society.  Some photos may be graphic in nature, all photos are heart-breaking.

At the End of the Line

At the end of the line,
It's a lonely place,
Why even have me if this is the case?

At the end of the line,
There can be no joy
A pile of rocks for my only toy.

At the end of the line,
No pat on the head
A bowl full of food, if I'm lucky, instead.

At the end of the line,
No people to greet,
Although I'd be friendly to all that I'd meet.

At the end of the line,
A cold hard wet floor,
If I were inside, I could guard your door.

At the end of the line,
I just wonder why,
Is this really the way that you chose me to die?

~Lisa Stocks 9/13/2006