You came through door
I was in a stand-up cage pen
I looked out as you sat down
You looked at different Shiba
I put snout between bars
I pawed the slim opening
I wanted to get out and meet you
You looked over
You laughed
At what I was trying to do
Rescuer let us other Shibas out
I came up; say hi with a lick
Then I walked around
Came back; placed front paws on you
You pet me it was great
Even though you looked at other Shiba
Then you left; didn’t know if you would come back

Weeks went by
Until you come back through door
A collar and leash in hand
You took me to be foster
I was nervous in new environment
Gradually I relaxed
I was happy to be away
Now I have new home
Away from five year being puppy mill momma
Now I can live my life
In comforter in my new home
Now that I am finally adopted