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Our Lovely Dog Snickers

Our Lovely Dog Snickers I was directed today, To a brand new web site. It’s all about pets, And some of their plights. It got me to thinking, Of a dog we once had. She was part of the family; I felt more like her dad. When I was at work, One thing I knew sure. She was waiting for me, Her heart was so pure. When she knew it was time For me to get home. She’d wait by the door, With a toy or a bone. She’d have a smile on her face, Her tail would be wagging. Her affection for me Never seemed lagging. If I said, so she’d hear, “I’m taken’ the truck.” She always got excited; She hoped she’s in luck. If I went for a walk, She was right by the door. Looking at me, With her leash on the floor. Oh she was a shedder, A hair-growing machine. Our house always needed A thorough vacuuming. When it came time for bed, She would stand at her cage. She knew the routine, was as smart as a sage. Some time a while back, I read of two men. Who were speaking of Heaven, But of course hadn’t been. One fellow wondered, Would they barbecue there? Will they melt down smores? Could the steaks be grilled rare? Will they use charcoal briquettes? Or does propane heat the air? Would there be a choice of soft drinks Or is it just water there? Will the biscuits be golden? Would they there use some leaven. They were so filled with queries, About life then in heaven. Well one of the questions I would ask of those two. Will my Snickers be there? On my slippers to chew? Will Heaven be heaven? If that really ain’t so. Is it finally the place Where I’ll want to go? Is she still as anxious, To run in the clouds? Or are things there so different, With men in white shrouds? I’ll not forget how it ended. Then came the conclusion. Perfection in heaven Is no foggy illusion. For as my dog had her favorites, Chew toys and a chair. She’ll be as happy as ever When her master gets there. That seems now so clear, That’s settled for me. I have hope and joy, As the end now will be. If when at the gate, I don’t my little dog see. I’ll know I’m in heaven, For my Master will be. Written by oldbuck, after an afternoon of Thinking about his little Snickers And their possible “future” together.

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Date: 5/12/2020 5:07:00 PM
you are darn tootin' , your dog WILL be there in heaven. I wrote once of my dog Ollyver who came to me (I personally believe he died in his new home , wherever it may have been) and he visited me on his way out of earth. we had had to give him up and a few years later, I opened my eyes to see him next to me on our bed. It was SO real and I fell back to dreaming, but I can't help but believe he is in heaven waiting for me. Loved this. It caught my attention for our new dog is SNICKERS! (male)
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Date: 5/12/2020 9:31:00 PM
Andrea: When ever I get a list of "top stuff" I always know there will be something from Andrea in the mix. You and Jan Allison were a couple of the first names I learned when I joined the soup. Always good stuff. Keep it coming and thanks for sharing with all of us on the soup. oldbuck
Date: 3/9/2020 11:04:00 PM
It's been too long since I read from your ink. This poem is touching and felt wholly through and through. It got me teared up thinking of my own pets. Thank you for Sharing!
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Date: 3/10/2020 5:07:00 PM
Jesse: I understand "teared up" that's what I feel when someone reads my stuff and takes the extra time to send a thoughtful comment. Thank you for that. I'm going to get a bit of Zerlaut now. :o) oldbuck
Date: 2/29/2020 12:16:00 PM
So nice to read you again my friend..you always have a wonderful way of telling a poetic story ..
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Date: 2/29/2020 1:54:00 PM
thank you for reading and commenting on my work. I've always been glad you really aren't "The Silent One" I can hear your work calling me. I'll see you later. :o) oldbuck
Date: 2/27/2020 4:00:00 PM
aww OB I have tears at your lovely tribute - no wonder they call dogs man's best friend they are so often more trusting and loyal than humans. I am adding this moving gem of a poem to my faves:-) hugs Jan xx
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Date: 2/28/2020 10:12:00 AM
Can always count on you for a thoughtful comment. Thanks for reading. I've done a bit of "Allison" viewing myself lately. Thanks for sharing your work with all of us on the soup. I believe your "Cinderella" contest winner was the last great work I read. Keep them coming.
Date: 2/27/2020 11:21:00 AM
A sweet tail Old Buck, I'm pretty sure you'll see your faith fulfilled...
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Date: 2/27/2020 3:33:00 PM
I'm counting on it. :o) Thank you for taking the time to read and comment on this piece. Of the nearly 300 I wrote this was always one of my favorites. oldbuck