I held my dog tightly while fear took over,
The tears spilled one by one,
I couldn’t stop the panic from taking over,
I couldn’t stop the tears from falling one by one,
I let the panic take over.
My dog could sense something was wrong,
He let me hold him tightly,
My dog didn’t need to ask, “What’s wrong?”
My dog knew I needed to hold him tightly,
My dog has always been there when he felt something was wrong.
My dog that I rescued from the shelter became a dog that rescues me,
His life would’ve ended in the shelter,
Yet destiny said, “I was supposed to rescue him and he was supposed to rescue me,”
I was destined to go to the shelter,
I was destined to take my dog with me.