My Doll, My Dachshund

Dachshunds - Poetry Contest My Doll, My Dachshund An old abandoned house in the country, is where we saved our precious hound Covered in mange, fleas, ticks and whatever deathly smell she had found I called her name; from out of the yonder she came when she heard my yell We could see she was excited to be rescued and the car ride went well Once we arrived home, it was bath time, eating, then sleep For hours she snuggled next to me without even a weep She was red, small, a miniature seven year old baby of mine We shared everything together and talked all the time We would cuddle in blankets when weather was cold No matter the circumstance, she and I fit the mold One day she came to me, however not feeling right I rushed her to the clinic and sat there all night The doctor informed me that she could no longer walk I sat there stunned, desperately crying, I couldn't talk Our only option, as you can imagine, was true I held her in my arms as she went into the sky blue She is buried by the creek bed where she loved to play There is not a moment that I don’t miss her every single day Not knowing if I will ever feel the same way as I did then Hoping that someday, her little nose will nudge me again 01-07-15 Dachshund poetry-soup contest For sissy, you are missed my pet.