I had a Merle collie, Cindy was her name;
She was sleek and beautiful, football was her game.
She'd play with a ball for hours, her skills were quite refined,
She would even head it to me if she felt so inclined.
We climbed a mountain range, one cold and wintry day;
She dashed around everywhere, how she loved to play.
When she reached the summit she flopped down out of breath,
I couldn't leave her lying there freezing half to death!
I carried her down the other side, my she weighed a ton!
Afterwards it seemed worthwhile seeing her having fun.
Robert Cartwright-Davidson 5th July 2011 entry for Pick a Pet Competition