I am Jager a senior dog, but a child deep in my heart playing with soft toys, a little goofy clumsiness and puppy eyes tantrums.
I sit on lush lawns, enjoy the spring of fresh water, fruits of healthy food and watch flowers bloom this is my Present and it's a Gift.
But, this is not all once upon a time I was found wandering alone on empty streets with days under rain, with no name wishing for home until I was retirved from perils of abandoness.
I am a golden pedigree and this happened to me, I belong to a canine species. But, we are categorized as breed and no breed we are all the same trust me irrespective of looks and age. Rescue, Adopt us help restore our faith and we will love you the same.Thankyou Arshleen for sharing, capturing and this picture
As well as Rescuing Jager.
@arshleenkaur(instagram)
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Snapshot Poetry
PoetryRanked highest No. 1 in poetryclub No. 1 in Snapshots No. 6 in Writing No.19 in wattpad poetry 17.6.18 •~Expression and words combined with Snapshots of little chattels creates Rhythm and Rhyme~•