Move It! The Art of Laying Newfs
 
Move it, Move it, Move it,
I like to block the doors,
Plugging up the drafts,
Blocking all who want to pass
 
Move it, Move it, Move it,
Wrapped around the toilet,
I like the bathroom, it's cool,
Waiting for your given pat,
Sitting crooked on the loo
 
Move it Move it, Move it,
You point your magic wand at me,
Channel changing, your surfing the TV,
I'm Super Dog!, you can't pass through me
 
Move it, Move it, Move it,
I will not move it with food in your hand, until,
One foot is over my back, then I will stand,
Ssexcuse me!
 
 
by Joan Steik and the Newfs Obi & Taz
 

I am an Animal Rescuer

   My job is to assist God's  creatures
   I was born with the drive to fulfill their needs
   I take in  helpless, unwanted, homeless creatures
   without planning or  selection
   I have bought dog food with my last dime
   I have patted a mangy  head with a bare hand
   I have hugged someone vicious and afraid
   I have  fallen in love a thousand times
   And I have cried into the fur of a lifeless  body too many times to count
   I have Animal Friends and friends who have  animal friends
   I don't often use the word "pet"
   I notice those lost at the  road side
   And my heart aches
   I will hand raise a field mouse
   And make  friends with a vulture
   I know of no creature unworthy of my time
   I want to  live forever if there aren't animals in Heaven
   But I believe there are
   Why  would God make something so perfect and leave it behind
   Some may think we are  master of the animals
   But the animals have mastered themselves
   Something  people still haven't learned
   War and Abuse make me hurt for the world
   But  a rescue that makes the news gives me hope for mankind
   We are a quiet but  determined army
   And we are making a difference every day
   There is nothing  more necessary than warming an orphan
   nothing more rewarding  than saving a life
   No higher recognition than watching them thrive
   There  is no greater joy than seeing a baby play
   who only days ago, was too  weak to eat
   By the love of those who I've been privileged to rescue
   I have been rescued
   I know what true unconditional love really is
   for I've seen it shining in the eyes of so many
   Grateful for so little
   I  am an Animal Rescuer
   My work is never done
   My home is never quiet
   My  wallet is always empty
   But my heart is always full
 
 
 



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