Such a pity, to see such a beautiful vibrant animal in a shelter.
This one speaks to you, so wiggly and cute. Shame shes been here so long.
She chooses you, and you her.
How lucky you are, to have such a creature.
Whos loyalty is unsurpassed, even by its beauty.
You take care of her, and she soothes you.
Unconditional love they say.
She lays in your lap, content as you pat her head.
Theres a look in her eye.
She loves you, the feelings are mutual.
Bestfriend. Partner. Best describe this.
Routinely doling out love, theres that look again.
The one that unsettles you.
You speak kindly to her, she wiggles with excitment.
As you reach out to caress her, she snaps.
Quick and precise. With intent.
You stare silently, lost and confused - at the dog that bites.
Days go by, things are different.
You can never quite view her the same way as before.
Silence.
She comes to you, with that same bright look.
Full of love.
Shes crying now, crying out to you.
Its hard to hear with all the background noise.
But its there, as viscious as insults thrown your way.
You keep walking.
Out that door, of the same place where you had found her.
She was looking for a home, and had found it in you.

Some say you cant teach an old dog new tricks, some never try.