On Christmas Morning…

I wish,
For every dog searching trash cans for breakfast,
a filled bowl with his name printed in bright letters.
For every dog who slept fitfully last night, chained in a frozen yard,
a soft, warm  bed with a person snoring gently nearby.
For every shelter dog, spending Christmas morning in a soiled run,
a forever home, filled with sounds and smells of family.
For every "Christmas" puppy given today,
a tolerant, caring owner  who won't abandon you as you grow into a real dog.
For every ailing pet, enough money for your owner to pay the bills to make you well.
For every lost dog, a clear, safe road, and well marked path, to lead you home.
For every old and tired friend, a warm fire, and a soft bed, to ease your aches and pains. 
For every Heart Dog at the Bridge,