Because you will not be forever, Hope against time though I may, I paint your picture in my memory, Eyes blue with age, muzzle gone gray.
Because you walked with me in Springtime, Puppy-clumsy, running free. As you grew, we grew together- You became a part of me.
Because you shared with me my sorrows, Not understanding- simply there. Often spurring me to laughter-- My friend, you know how much I care.Because the years have slowed your fleetness, Though your spirit still is strong. I promise I will take more time now, So that you can go along.
Because you do not fear the future, Living only in the now, I draw strength from your example- Yet time keeps slipping by somehow.
Because the day will soon be coming When I will no longer see You rise to greet me-but in memory You will always walk with me.
In dog years my sweet Two Socks is between 90 and 100 years old. My dad gave this little stray puppy to us in the summer of 1995. Cody named him Two-Socks because of his two white feet and he and Cody became "brothers" as they ran the woods together in Indiana. What a fun companion he has been for us. He lives in the house now during the winter because of his arthritis. He is blind in one eye and almost completely deaf. We have turned the entry hall into his room. He needs a bath but the weather is so cold I don't know if his old heart could take the shock. So, when you come to visit and the entry hall smells like an old dog please understand. Come summer time he will move back outside, but for now this is the least we can do for our dear old friend.
Because you do not fear the future, Living only in the now, I draw strength from your example- Yet time keeps slipping by somehow.
Because the day will soon be coming When I will no longer see You rise to greet me-but in memory You will always walk with me.
In dog years my sweet Two Socks is between 90 and 100 years old. My dad gave this little stray puppy to us in the summer of 1995. Cody named him Two-Socks because of his two white feet and he and Cody became "brothers" as they ran the woods together in Indiana. What a fun companion he has been for us. He lives in the house now during the winter because of his arthritis. He is blind in one eye and almost completely deaf. We have turned the entry hall into his room. He needs a bath but the weather is so cold I don't know if his old heart could take the shock. So, when you come to visit and the entry hall smells like an old dog please understand. Come summer time he will move back outside, but for now this is the least we can do for our dear old friend.
5 comments:
You scared me. Your gonna make me cry. When I first saw the post I thought it was an obituary
I will call you when that happens honey, not let you find out on a post.
Cute dog. Poor little thing. My heart breaks when they get so old. I loved the poem it was really sweet!
Wow, all I remember is a puppy full of energy... I think this will be hardest on Cody....
AWWWWE! You make me want to cry. I'm having a hard time not letting our Lady on our new couch. She looks so pathetic IT BREAKS MY HEART!
You shouldn't feel like you have to explain an old guy like that living in your hall! Good for you for sharing the love... and pass him an extra doggy buiscut from me!
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