After having four heart attacks, bypass surgery and no money from being ill a kind vet commissioned this painting so I would have the funds to take care of my furry friends.
Here is the poem that goes with this work of art.
I walked in the house, is this going to be home?
Once I open my baggage,
And they see what is inside will they still want me?
In my baggage I have loneliness, heartache and loss,
Plus, in the front pockets you can find fear and shame,
As they called to me I tried to turn and leave,
But you smiled and kissed my cheek,
I barked to tell you, "I am not loveable",
The others left me the ones I loved,
I'm not good enough you will leave too,
They all do,
But you took my baggage and open it,
And when throw all that stuff I had way,
You gave me a new bag of tricks with a collar that had a heart on it,
You said you have my heart and kissed and hugged me again,
You gave me a bowl and we played all day,
I stood and looked in the mirror in the hall way,
I am good looking a...