My family brought me home cradled in their arms.
They cuddled me and smiled at me and said I was full of charm.
They played with me and laughed with me and showered
me with toys.
I sure do love my family, especially the girls and boys.
The children loved to feed me, they gave me special treats.
They even let me sleep with them – all snuggled in the sheets.
I used to go for walks, often several times a day.
They even fought to hold the leash, I’m very proud to say.
These are the things I’ll not forget – cherished memory,
because I now live in the shelter – without my family.
They used to laugh and praise me when I played with that old shoe.
But I didn’t know the difference between the old ones and the new.
The kids and I would grab a rag, for hours we would tug.
So I thought I did the right thing when I chewed the bedroom rug.
They said that I was out of control, and would have to live outside.
This I did not understand, although I tried and tried.
The walks stopped, one by one; they said they hadn’t time.
I wish that I could change things, I wish I knew my crime.
My life became so lonely, in the back yard, on a chain.
I barked and barked, all day long, just to keep from going insane.
So they brought me to the shelter,
but were embarrassed to say why.
They said I caused an allergy, then they each kissed me goodbye.
If I’d only had some classes, when I was just a little pup,
then I would have been a better dog when I was all grown up.
“You only have one day left.” I heard the worker say.
Does that mean I have a second chance?
DO I GO HOME TODAY?

Petey with his birthday bandana.

Petey, a 3 year old  mixed breed, is proud to show off his birthday bandana that he got at Silly Willie’s. Petey was found on a rescue site after he was rescued along with his mother and 4 other pups! At 8 weeks old his new pet parents bought Petey home to join his new family! He is now three and loves going to the dog park and meeting new friends! Petey’s advice for anyone looking for a new pet to join their family “bring a rescue dog into your home, and you will find unconditional love.” At Silly Willie’s we want to wish Petey, a very special dog, Happy Birthday

Breed: English Bulldogs

Age: 7 Weeks

Sex: Female

Biscuit & Dumplin’s Story:

Here are Biscuit & Dumplin. They are sisters and will come home to me on Oct. 1st. Their Aunt Daisy passed away 3 days before they were born and we missed her so much we are welcoming these two English Bulldog babies into our home. Aren’t they gorgeous?

“I love my birthday toy Silly Willie’s gave me” reports Dudley

‘Tis the night before Christmas and all through the town,
Every shelter is full – we are lost but not found,
Our numbers are hung on our kennels so bare,
We hope every minute that someone will care,
They’ll come to adopt us and give us the call,
“Come here, Max and Sparkie – come fetch your new ball!!”
But now we sit here and think of the days
We were treated so fondly – we had cute, baby ways.
Now we’re no longer young and we’re no longer new.

So out the back door we were thrown like the trash,
They reacted so quickly – why were they so rash?
We “jump on the children”; “don’t come when they call”;
We “bark when they leave us”; climb over the wall.
We should have been neutered, we should have been spayed,
Now we suffer the consequence of the errors THEY made.
If only they’d trained us, if only we knew,
We’d have done what they asked us and worshiped them, too.
We were left in the backyard, or worse – left to roam,
Now we’re tired and lonely and out of a home.
They dropped us off here and they kissed us good-bye,
“Maybe someone else will give you a try.”

So now here we are, all confused and alone,
In a shelter with others who long for a home.
The kind workers come through with a meal and a pat,
With so many to care for, they can’t stay to chat,
They move to the next kennel, giving each of us cheer,
We know that they wonder how long we’ll be here.
We lay down to sleep and sweet dreams fill our heads,
Of a home filled with love and our own cozy beds.
Then we wake to see sad eyes, brimming with tears,
Our friends filled with emptiness, worry, and fear.

If you can’t adopt us and there’s no room at the inn,
Could you help with the bills and fill our food bin?
We count on your kindness each day of the year,
Can you give more than hope to everyone here?
Please make a donation to pay for the heat
And help get us something special to eat.
The shelter that cares for us wants us to live,
And more of us will, if more people will give.

-Author Unknown