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MOOSONEE MUSINGS
 
It took us a while in rescue work to realize that we were doing much more than just finding homes for worthy dogs. We were impacting the lives of people as well. Whether it be their companionship, blind faith, love,  joy, or absolute devotion these dogs share a rare relationship with those who love them. The dogs inspire as as well. I have come to believe that when you rescue a dog, it rescues you right back. 

 

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GORD KIDD, SINGER-SONGWRITER
A song was written for Moosonee Puppy Rescue by a dear man who has adopted three of our dogs. His name is Gord Kidd and he performs the song in a way that speaks for all dogs in need. It is sung while pictures of dogs and pups we have rescued over the years slide by. The video can will move you beyond tears. I have included the lyrics below and I thank Gord for one of the most meaningful gifts we have ever received.

Can you see me, I'm hiding from cruel hands and eyes.
Can you find me, I'm alone and I don't know why.
Why would you hurt me, why would you leave me, what will be my end?
Can you feel me, I'm hurting - I need you in my life.
I promise that I'll love you, I'll stay by your side.
I will ask for just a little but I'll give you my whole heart.
Please stand by me, see through my eyes, I'll love you from the start.
I will ask for just a little but I'll give you my whole heart.
Please stand by me, see through my eyes, I'll love you from the start.
Can you hear me, softly crying, from a life all alone?
Can you know the pain I'm feeling, I have no where to call home.
All I want, all I'll ever need is your love to help me cope.
Thank you rescue people, your love gives me hope.
Thank you rescue people, your love gives me hope.
Thank you rescue people, you brought me home.

Zephyr`s Gaze
By Sue Bracken
 
An icy birth in Attawapiskat leaves
a tangle of tan and brown fur
Unowned, known
only by its warmth

Brown eyes of a puppy narrow
with parting both too soon and soon enough
The lens blurs through clouds and rails
Absorbs something in cages and crates

What does an innocent memory hold?

These eyes shine an inner darkness
an outer light
Hailstorms and harmony

Now this pup sits thawing in my kitchen
Hot sunbeams identify his colours

Zephyr`s gaze has a
              slow
                       wide

                             wakening

Looking at me
looking at him.


"There is nothing more grateful than a rescued dog"