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Sanding
My neighbour once had a puppy,
A not so cute but sweet buddy;
But she had no name when I came;
So I gave her a name Sanding;
Derived from my couple neighbour's name,
The sweet and kind Susan and Ding.
But new assignment called hubby;
Had to say bye to my buddy,
To another place, we should stay.
I wished I could bring her with me.
To ease the longing while faraway,
But her owner couldn’t let be.
After a couple of years, we returned;
Just to visit the place and this I learned,
A once little puppy, now a mommy,
Of three little brown puppies in a cage;
Lest she"ll chase folks that she's in rage;
Caged for a long time, she became scary;
That no one could came near
except her caretaker.
As I slowly walked down the cage
In a rugged voice, I called her name, “Sanding? ”
she stood up and looked at me intensely,
I looked at her and her puppies;
I repeated in a loud voice, " Sandingggggg!!! "
Her eyes brightened, waved her tail
and murmured like a lost child
that finally seen her mom.
Footnotes:
This was my own true story happened in 2006.
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JCB Brul
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