Wednesday, February 8, 2017

I wish they could hear me...



Oh how I love my humans!  They are so nice to me by playing with me, feeding me, and giving me fresh water several times a day.  They even pet me for no reason Sometimes and I just sit there and enjoy every minute of it. I wish I could speak their language and tell them how much I love them and how thankful I am to be in their home instead of being locked in a cage somewhere, tied out in the cold, or beaten for no reason.  I really wish I could tell them in their language so they could understand me.  I also wish I could talk to them in their language to let them know how uncomfortable I am.  I have been walking on sore paws for almost a year.  My nails click on the floor, which really annoys me, and hurts more than I can explain.  I cannot walk normal and they do not seem to even realize it.  I hear them say a lot that my nails are long, yet nothing gets done.  My human mom had trimmed my nails a long time ago but she had a bad experience.  She used the nail clippers and made me bleed.  It hurt really bad but I was not mad at her, in fact, I gave her a kiss to try and tell her it was okay.  As much as I was hurting when she cut my nail too short, I hurt far worse now because they are too long.  They are so bad that they are almost cutting the bottom of my paw.  My nails have curled and make my toes go sideways.  I use the bottom of my paw to test terrain and because I cannot walk normal, it throws my sense of touch off and I cannot seem to walk straight.  It throws my balance off.  I cannot run or jump as it hurts too much.  This has been going on for a long time.  I know she is afraid to cut my nails again because she is afraid of hurting me.  I wish I could tell her it is okay and that she should either cut them or take me somewhere to have them cut.  I want to run and play again.  I do not want to hurt any more.  I want to tell her so bad but she cannot hear me.  I do not know how to make them aware of my pain. They comment on my nails all the time and I am still hopeful they will get them cut somehow.  Maybe if I could stop wagging my tail around them and not act happy, they would see that something is wrong.  For some reason, when I'm with them, I cannot be happy.  I love being with them so much and it brings me such joy.  The happiness they give me seems to cover up my pain and they really do not even know I hurt.  Oh how I wish I could talk to them.  Oh how I wish they could hear me...