Tara Too Tough

My name is Tara Too Tough
I’ve landed back at STHS
Was livin’ a life that was too rough
Man, it was simply a mess

Let us start from the beginning
When I thought I’d found a great home
Just when it seemed I was winning
Back to the streets I did roam…..

I felt lost and confused
Pained and abused
Abandoned and lonely
Oh God…. If only…..

I could get something to eat
A warm place to sleep
A kid to take me for walks
A sneaky cat I could stalk

My nose was my guide
To my next meager meal
Tried my best to hide
And thought I was concealed

But my cover was blown
I heard a great crack
To the ground I was thrown
My world fading to black……

But I did not die
Or I could not rhyme
I was not called on high…
It was not my time

But my front leg was shattered
All bent and bloody
My body so tattered
Haggard and muddy

My leg finally healed
As I slowly regained health
And what was revealed
Well see for yourself:

A battle wound
A permanent limp
A homeless hound
A shelter dog gimp

My name is Tara
And I am Too Tough
Living out samsara
With the Billy Goat Gruff (desperate for a rhyming word)

Please come and visit our girl Tara, who was brought back to us with heartworms and a shattered leg. She has now successfully undergone heartworm treatment, and is searching for the wonderful and stable home that she so deserves!!