25th January 2001 – 8th March 2013My beautiful girl, you’ve gone to sleep today
and never more will we ever get to play.
For twelve years you have been my constant friend
and stayed by my side right to the very end.
You were a madam right from the start
but your winning ways just melted my heart.
You were always the belle of any doggie ball,
and you were big and brave with no fear at all.
The runt of the litter, you always knew how to survive
and bossed your litter sister all the time you were alive,
but we both miss you more than you will ever know
and are so sorry that you now have had to go.
So sleep well, my beautiful girl, your heart has been stilled,
but you’ve left a hole in my heart that will never be filled.
I will always think of you with a heart full of pride
and will dream of you still running by my side.
Our Mum has sponsored a dog called “Spot”
he’s not like us, but we think we like him a lot.
He’s seven and a half and it’s so very sad
that he was abandoned – because he was bad?
He lives in the Rehoming Centre in Ballymena
a bit far to visit but someone may be keener
to give him a home so he can live a nice life
and sit by the fire with a man and his wife.
The Dogs Trust charity will never put dogs down
– there may be one somewhere near to your town.
So we hope there’ll be a dog who might make you weep,
like our Spot, who now has Mum to pay for his keep.
We wish we could meet him and go out and play.
He’d love it here but wouldn’t be able to stay.
He’d be hard to handle and he’s so far away too,
and our Mum has her hands full already with us two.
Maybe you’d like to sponsor a dog as well. Perhaps you can’t have a dog of your own but would like to know that you are helping to keep another dog alive, who has been abandoned. If you would like to support this worthwhile cause, visit the Dogs Trust site»
To read more about Spot, visit his webpage»
I’m so comfy up here I’m not going to move
until my mum comes along and gives me a shove.
Whenever she goes out of the room I’m up here
and I know she will shout, but I really don’t care!
I barked to say she was up on the chair,
as soon as you’d gone out she leapt up there.
But I’m lying here as good as can be
it’s Myschka who’s naughty this time, not me!
I think I like it here, but I’m not sure why I’ve come,
it may be cos I was bad when I was out with Mum.
The kennel maids are very nice, they take me out to play,
they groom me, feed me, walk me and change my blanket every day.
It feels like you’ve been gone forever
I am sure you are long overdue.
I’m starting to think you will never
come home so that we can be with you.
Percy Wood Pigeon just waddles around
in our Mum’s garden, not making a sound.
He’s fat and lazy and stays here all day
picking up anything Mum throws his way.
Here we are again back safe in our car –
we’ve had a good walk, but not too far –
our stiff legs can’t run so far these days,
so we get our amusement in other ways.
Our mum rolls a ball for us around in our run,
but not for long cos there’s a man with a gun
who lives next door and if he hears us day or night
he’ll fire it at our fence to give us all a fright.
I’m now on a subject that is not very nice –
I’d like to know where are our poo police?
Do they ever impose the sixty* pound fine
for leaving behind such a huge doggy sign?
I’m lying here doing my very best pose –
I’m trying to be still and not twitch my nose.
My Mum said “say cheese” but I don’t think I could,
so I’ll just lie here quietly and try to be good.
My sister really is a rotten pain –
she’s on my settee, and barking again!
My mum will get cross, and I know she’ll shout,
and the next thing will be – we’ll have to go out!
My Mum’s got a thing that gives out a sound
that she can’t hear, but it’s hell for a hound!
I’m sitting pretty, as good as I can –
so Jezzie, behave! Before s*** hit’s the fan!
I hate my big sister! She bosses me about,
’specially when I’ve seen a cat and I start to shout.
I think Mum likes her best, and that’s not really fair
Cos she chose to have me , then Myschka jumped in there!
Our Mum has got her hat on – Hip, hip, hip, hip, hooray!
Our Mum has got her hat on so we’ll get our walk today.