“Hey Mom, this is where my journey comes to a close – a letter from a puppy who never found a forever home.”

When you read the first lines, it’s hard not to feel scared when you realize the truth about lots of puppies without homes. I am done with my journey. Don’t worry, when I passed away, I didn’t feel any pain. I felt very lonely and sad. But eventually, I became accustomed to being alone.

I spent a lot of time in this small space and I didn’t like it. I think it was bad luck. I never asked myself why life has given me so much pain. Maybe it was meant to be.

The young woman with the text wanted to speak up for all the furry ones who don’t have the chance to be loved. They can’t find people who will care for them because of their race, appearance, age, or simply because they’re not the type of puppies that people imagine.

“My mother, I don’t want you to feel guilty. I just want you to know that I was there when you were looking for a furry friend. I wish you hadn’t decided to pick up that cute puppy at the pet store. I wish someone had shown you the right path to follow until you got to where I was.

I was there when you were looking for a pet. I wish you didn’t choose that cute puppy from the store. I wish someone had shown you the right way to find what I had. I wish you would have come to my place and picked me instead of that pretty puppy from your friend’s store.

When you thought about wanting a dog, I wanted you to know that I would have done this and much more for you. It’s like when a dog is excited and waiting for you to come home, wagging its tail at your front door. When you wanted a dog to lie down at your feet while relaxing on the couch, that dog could have been me.

If you needed a dog to go with you to climb the tallest mountains, I would have been the best choice for you. The young woman with the text wanted to speak up for all the furry ones who don’t have the chance to be loved, who can’t find people to adopt them because they are a different breed, look different, are older, or simply because they are not the cute puppies that people imagine.

“Yes ma’am, I don’t want you to feel guilty. I was there when you were looking for a pet. I wish you hadn’t chosen the puppy at the store. I wish someone had guided you to where I was. I just want you to know that I was there when you were looking for a furry friend.

I wish you hadn’t decided to pick up that cute, cuddly puppy at the pet store. I wish someone had shown you the right path to follow until you got to where I was. I wish you would have come to my place and picked me instead of choosing that pretty dog from your friend’s store.

When you thought about wanting a dog, imagine a dog happily wagging its tail at your front door, excitedly waiting for you to come home. I want you to know that I would have done this and much more for you. When you were searching for a dog to lay down at your feet while relaxing on the couch, that dog could have been me.

When you wanted to find a dog to go climb the highest mountains, I would have been the best choice for you. I wanted you to know that I could have been everything you were looking for. It’s sad that some puppies, even if they are saved from the streets, have to stay in kennels for a long time.

They don’t get to do fun things like waking up their favorite person by touching them with their paws or playing with toys by running around. Trees cannot last long, but many die without knowing their wings. Your letter means:

“Yes, ma’am, it’s not your fault. I know it will be better, but you will wait for me and it will be better than you. Maybe we have never met because there are a lot of people like me and only a few like you. A mother should know where to look, but sometimes mothers can make mistakes. I wish you hadn’t been wrong.

Dear mother, don’t feel sorry. Don’t shed tears. Last night, when I went to sleep, I think I had a dream about you. In my dream, you came to where I was and let me out of my cage. Then we went for a walk together.

After that, we took a ride in the car that brought me to your house. I laid in bed and kept my eyes open to see everything around me. Then we went for a ride in the car that brought me to your house and I laid in bed with my eyes open to see everything there was to see.

I can recognize you by how you smell and the sound of your voice. I even know what color your hair is. Even though we haven’t met, that’s okay. I’m not special, I’m just a dog. The one that could have been your dog.

Dear mom, I’m sorry I never told you where I lived. Paraphrase: Mom, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you where I live. I thought you already knew it. Today I was very happy and then I died. When I was trying to wake up, I heard your voice calling me, and it was the nicest sound I have ever heard.

Getting a puppy is the best way to save its life. You can be the tool of light and love that it really needs.