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Our family dog 1972 ~ 1988. An English Setter cross. He followed me home one day from school. I wanted to keep him but my folks made me make some enquiries at school as to his owners. I put out a call over the school assembly and, as it turned out, he belonged to my best friend in my class. He and his family were moving to Wellington, NZ, and were looking to re-home their much loved 1yo dog. I jumped at the chance, I knew it was meant to be. We would be his forever home. And that's how Wags became a very big part of our family for 16 years
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Wags - A Dog's Tale

Sadly I am still here but you are gone,
  so all things must pass my loyal friend -
true the proud breast filled and white coat shone
  from youthful bedmate to old grizzled end.

I remember that day you followed me home
  and wishful begged my heart that you stay,
but you belonged to a family of your own
  until they gave you up and moved away.

I think of old times over hill and dale
  and how fate or chance drew us together.
In my love for you in this a dog’s tale
you will, old friend, in my heart roam forever.

A scout, a hunter, and a rover cast -
  the car chasing fool in outrageous youth,
yet in his lazy dotage I looked past
  an endeared mischief too long in the tooth.

That you bettered me I do freely boast
  and made less joyless this world unto me -
a playful spirit I remember most
  and a tail and heart for dogwaggery.

I think of old times over hill and dale
  and how fate or chance drew us together.
In my love for you in this a dog’s tale
you will, old friend, in my heart roam forever.


               Written: May 1990
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Carmack Avatar
September 7, 2025 at 7:09 PM
He had a good stretch at 16 years, especially since larger dogs don't usually live that long. Congrats.
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