Sleeping with ur Dog

Now I lay me down to sleep,
The king-size bed is soft and deep.
I sleep right in the center groove
My human being can hardly move!

I’ve trapped her legs, she’s tucked in tight
And here is where I pass the night
No one disturbs me or dares intrude
Till morning comes and “I want food!”

I sneak up slowly to begin
my nibbles on my human’s chin.
She wakes up quickly,
I have sharp teeth-
I’m a puppy, don’t you see?
For the morning’s here
and it’s time to play
I always seem to get my way.

So thank you Lord for giving me
This human person that I see.
The one who hugs and holds me tight
And shares her bed with me at night!

 

 

 


Member of the Family

What would I do without you,
My precious, furry friend?…
Part mischief, but all blessing,
And faithful to the end!

You look at me with eyes of love,
You never hold a grudge…
You think I’m far too wonderful
To criticize or judge.

It seems your greatest joy in life
Is being close to me…
I think God knew how comforting
Your warm, soft fur would be.
I know you think you’re human,
But I’m glad it isn’t true…
The world would be a nicer place
If folks were more like you!

A few short years is all we have;
One day we’ll have to part…
But you, my pet, will always have
a place within my heart.

Author: Hope Harrington Kolb


Little Lost Pup

He was lost! Not a shade of doubt of that;
For he never barked at a slinking cat,
But stood in the square where the wind blew raw
With a drooping ear and a trembling paw
And a mournful look in his pleading eye
And a plaintive sniff at the passer-by
That begged as plain as a tongue could sue,
“O Mister! please may I follow you?”

A lorn wee waif of a tawny brown
Adrift in the roar of a heedless town.
Oh, the saddest of sights in a world of sin
Is a little lost pup with his tail tucked in!
He won my heart, for I set great store,
on my own Red Beaut, who is here no more.
So I whistled clear, and he trotted up,
and who so glad, as that small lost pup.

Now he shares my board and he owns my bed,
And he fairly shouts when he hears my tread;
Then, if things go wrong, as they sometimes do,
and the world is cold, and I’m feeling blue
He asserts his right to assuage my woes
With a warm, red tongue and a nice, cold nose
And a silky head on my arm or knee
And a paw as soft as a paw can be.

When we rove the woods for a league about
He’s as full of pranks as a school let out;
For he romps and frisks like a three months’ colt,
And he runs me down like a thunderbolt.
Oh, the blithest of sights in the world so fair
Is a gay little pup with his tail in the air!

Author: Arthur Guiterman

Little James Hond 007


I Remember

Sunlight streams through window pane onto a spot on the floor…..
then I remember,  it’s where you used to lie, but now you are no more.

Our feet walk down a hall of carpet, and muted echoes sound…..
then I remember, it’s where your paws would joyously abound.

A voice is heard along the road, and up beyond the hill,
then I remember, it can’t be yours….. your golden voice is still.

But I’ll take that vacant spot of floor and empty muted hall,
and lay them with the absent voice and unused dish along the wall.

I’ll wrap these treasured memories in a blanket of my love,
and keep them for my best friend until we meet above.


Treasured Friend

I lost a treasured friend today

The little dog who used to lay

Her gentle head upon my knee

And shared her silent thoughts with me.

She’ll come no longer to my call

Retrieve no more her favourite ball

A voice far greater than my own

Has called her to his golden throne.

Although my eyes are filled with tears

I thank him for the happy years

He let her spend down here with me

And for her love and loyalty.

When it is time for me to go

And join her there, this much I know

I shall not fear the transient dark

For she will greet me with a bark.


Hopelessly Devoted To You

I’ll scratch your itch and wipe your eyes.
I’ll clean your ears and towel you dry.
I’ll feed you twice and at your wish,
I’ll rinse and fill your water dish.
I’ll walk with you and play frisbee
I’ll sit with you and watch TV.
A doctors visit once a year
A swimming hole I know of near.
Toys I’ll buy and treats galore.
Kisses, hugs, and yes there’s more.
I’ll bathe and brush until you shine.
I’ll boast and brag that you’re all mine.
I’ll laugh and smile at all you do.
I’m hopelessly devoted to you.

Author: Jackie Provost


Minty, Don’t Dig!

No more holes
Like upside-down moles!
Minty, don’t you dare dig, dog!

No more mucky paws
Making prints on the floors!
Minty, don’t you dare dig, dog!

No more shaggy coat
Black from tail to throat!
Minty, don’t you dare dig, dog!

.. But if you really, really can’t stop:

Please bury your bone
Not my mobile phone!
Minty, please don’t dig, dog!

Author: Tony Jolley

Neglected Dog

The neglected dog looks such a sight! His coat is full of fleas!
Yet once he filled you with delight! He really loved to please!
The neglected dog has tapeworms, too! They’re ghastly to behold!
Yet once this dog showed love for you! He once was good as gold!
The neglected dog has matted hair and sores upon his feet!
Yet once you combed him with such care till he looked cool and neat!
The neglected dog has eyes that fall… He’s lost the will to live!
Yet once he answered every call! He had so much to give!
The neglected dog lies flat and still… He hasn’t fed in days!
Yet once you cared when he was ill! Now who cares if he prays! ?
The neglected dog pleads for your love! Is that too hard a task! ?
Yet once your love was quite enough! He didn’t need to ask!
The neglected dog has passed away… It’s too late… anyhow…
Though once you loved him day-by-day… Too late to pet him now…

Author: Denis Martindale

Best Friend

She loves and lives with another now his former wife
But his dog remains with him his true friend for life
And for as long as she lives his dog with him will stay
Just for a few pats and a feed every day.

Since dogs are ever faithful for that is their way
He knows that his dog him would never betray
When he comes home from work him she’s happy to see
Your dog’s love for you a true love would you not agree?

Of cruelty to animals we hear of and read
And the one cruel to animals is a cruel one indeed
And since your animal for cruelty unable to sue
The Karma you sow is what will be your due.

The only true friend that he has in the town
His dog is the one who would not leave him down
On his arrival home from work she does patiently wait
And she wags her tail for to greet him at the gate.

Author: Francis Duggan

A Man’s Best Friend?

There is an old time saying that his dog is a man’s best friend
That too should apply to women for why should we pretend
That a woman does not love her dog as much as any man
Women have loved their canines since human and canine friendships first began.

In fact as a whole females to birds and animals than males are far less cruel
Their nature tends to love and nurturing the male nature tends to rule
To say that man’s best friend is his dog to woman kind seems rude
How come from some old sayings the fairer sex we exclude?

To some i may sound politically incorrect here though i do not think that i do
For leadership in love and in nurturing to women we turn to
The woman loves her children and she loves the household pet
And that ’tis woman who gives birth to man is something we ought not forget.

His dog is a man best friend a saying from long ago
But between a woman and her canine the bond of love and trust more strongly grow
For women towards their pets more loving more gentle and more kind
And with every gentle woman a gentle dog you’ll find.

Author: Francis Duggan