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Dignity Of An Elder Dog

Master, my eyes now have cataracts, my bones ache and stiffen when I rise, I cannot chase squirrels like I used to, nor fetch a tennis ball the way I did as a pup, but I love living with my family, and the gentle pats on my head. Though the long walks have shortened, and there's gray fur on my muzzle, I enjoy napping more during the day. Master, thank you for taking me to the vet, for my health and comfort. The sun filters through the window warmly, as I recall seeing the children grow up, I have the dignity of an elder dog, blessed by God to be with my kind human companions, who adopted me from an animal shelter. ~

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Howard Kerr

Date: 4/3/2025 2:47:00 AM

Regina, You have sculpted and moulded with your usual unique consummate artistry a piece that arouses emotions of the most empathetic enduring variety. It touches souls, plucks heartstrings. Oceanic waves of gratitude for your detailed reflections on Thrust In The Centre etc work I am indebted to you Warm regards Howard

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 2/16/2025 8:22:00 PM

So sweet! Little Bit, a very old dog, recently passed. My daughter and Son-I-L put a doggy tie on him for our last visit. He was so loving, even that last day.

Regina Elliott
Date: 2/18/2025 6:24:00 AM

Hi Kim, bless Little Bit's heart. It's always such sorrow when pets cross the Rainbow Bridge. My sympathy to you and your family. Many blessings ~

Gershon Wolf

Date: 2/3/2025 9:41:00 PM

This one brought me to tears, Regina, as it resonates deeply with me. My oldest son has a wonderful dog named Chops, who survived a year of cancer treatment, lost a hind leg. Had to pt his days of cat-chasing behind him. Very dignified fellow now, Chops.

Regina Elliott
Date: 2/4/2025 4:01:00 AM

Hi Gershon, bless his heart. Thank you for reading this poem and for how it resonates with you. Chops sounds like a good dog. We had two little black pugs in the family, Rylie and Willis. They were cute snugglebunnies. They lived til 16 years old. We really miss them. Thank you for telling me about Chops. Shalom :)