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Never Ending Love
Born in a cold basement on Valentine’s Day,
She grew up on newspaper and constant radio play.
She was the runt of the litter and very poorly fed,
When I first laid eyes on her, she looked to be half dead.
But I saw a bright spark, a twinkle in her eye,
She was perfectly imperfect, I could not deny.
Her pure white face with the odd brown polka dot,
Her overbite and broad chest, I loved her on the spot.
At first I felt I had to save this precious little thing,
Later I would realize, it was her who made my heart sing.
She greets every visitor with enthusiasm and glee,
Her kind and gentle nature is so evident to see.
I had planned to get a dog to take on a daily walk,
But exercise is something she has a tendency to balk.
She will play real hard pulling a rope for a minute or two,
Then flop down on the floor to sleep, as if right on cue.
She walks rather slow so I have nick-named her Doodle,
But she outshines any dog from a Great dane to a poodle,
Her innocence is reflected in her stoic face so sad,
She never changes her look, even when she has been bad.
Frankie my English bulldog has been my constant friend,
She supported me unconditionally when my job was at its end,
Then I lost my Mom and my daughter moved away,
Frankie gave me love and at my side she would stay.
I am so grateful that I found this most precious gift,
For that little twinkle in her eye has given me a true lift
Oh I love Frankie my English Bulldog she is the greatest pet,
Her never ending love is the most that one could ever get.
Contest: Pick A Pet Contest
Date: July 3, 2011
Won Honourable Mention
Dog owndership is not for me nor is the
dog walking buisness even if someone was
to pay me a fee or buy me a car and
throw in a house that's free of mice
Dogs always have to stop and sniff around often
even and lag way behind especially if their person
wants to contine walking and thinking out loud while
assuming that the dog is close by to find out that's not
true
Dogs usually want to be good or so trainers claim
but training a dog is a stressful challenge although
it's great to have one's dog in the car at Taco Bell
and there's nobody else with whom to share
It's harder still when one's dog seemingly starts to
have a hearing problem and runs away from the driveway
as if confused on a hot day and then runs back home before
it can be found- I like certain kinds of dogs but to own one just
isn't for me.
I remember...
when I chased the girls around the yard in the snow.
you always gently shouldered me out of their path!
protecting them, while loving me!
I remember...
when I walked you, towards the end, you simply laid-down,
I carried you home
I remember...
Mom called me at work, said you wouldn't eat,
or drink your water, I came home to you
I remember...
taking you to the Vet, he said your body was filled
with lymphoma
I remember...
holding you as you slipped away, after the injection
I remember...
arriving home home and screaming "what have I
done to you Babe Ruth"
I remember...
waking in my slumber to the sound of your toenails clicking
down the hall, coming to sleep at the foot of my bed
I remember...
hearing you come to me three-times,
each time I arose, looking for you
I remember...
you were never there
....For Constance's All Pets Go To Heaven Contest
What is it with my cat?
She walks around
Tail in the air
She is so proud
I know that she thinks
She has a mind
Planning and scheming
How can she bug me today?
What can she do today?
“Is that book ready to be knocked to the floor?”
“Should I knock over that hot cup of coffee?”
“That should wake him from his nap.”
I know that she plans against me
Even her “meow” tells me to beware
I look at her eyes
Black with just a touch of gold
They hide evil
They show how much I should fear.
She is not my pet
She never has been
I am her prisoner and she knows what she can do
She knows how to keep control
She knows that I am her pet
Form:
At about the age of seven
We moved to a farm. New life now
Growing up rural with devon
Daddy got dog to herd cows
A Collie pup so small was she
Totally dependent on me
In awe an animal so wee
Responsibility would be
Daily chore to feed her each day
It was fun for on me depended
When I fed her, with me would play
To only child, Queen's love splendid
I remember her with warm thoughts
How she would lay down next to me
At the table would sit to my right
While would do homework like trainee
Queen lived ten years filled with great work
Most of her life, work was best part
No responsibility shirk
Now she still has place in my heart
Contest Name:"Pick A Pet Contest"
Sponsor: Francine Roberts
Written: Today July 5, 20ll
CATS
I've had cats for all my life,
Can't seem to do without one.
Mischievous and filled with love,
Curious, coy and winsome.
Gentle, quiet, patient things,
They try hard not to bother,
But when they think you now have time,
They're in your face and cover,
Your book or papers or whatever,
You are trying to read,
"You're still at last so pet me now,
You really must concede,
For you've ignored me all day long,
And all day I've waited,
Now cuddle me and scratch my head,
And I will be elated."
They seem so self sufficient,
So quiet and aloof,
But they really long to snuggle,
And be close to us in truth.
To me a cat is such a love,
That when all's said and done,
You really need one in the house,
It's just not home without one.
Judy Ball
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