Here I wrote this one............ ~"The life before it was taken away”~ I walked in and saw you that day and I said "can I keep him mom I swear I'll pay!" mom said I'll think about it for a while as I tried to think of a name maybe Kyle? you licked my hand that night and I could tell you had no fright I named you Ringo and your nick name was Bingo 1 year or so has past wow was that ever fast you'd love to bring your ball to play but sometimes I had to push you away I trained you to do all sorts of tricks but you thought they were as useless as bricks you loved to have special treats especially when they were meats you loved to go on a lot of walks and chew up everything like my socks 2 years have gone by your getting older and man a lot bolder your just as playful as you've always been and your tail still gets as straight as a pin I love to hear your bark especially when its dark you such a playful pooch just let me give you one big smooch 3 years have now gone by and you can still jump so high there’s something different about you wait your not tearing up my shoe now I know what it is you don’t have as much frizz my sister found a big lump on your chest I hope its not cancerous lets hope for the best we took you to the vet and she said your such a good pet now we got the results in and I felt like barfing in a bin we found out its not treatable well maybe its beatable? you now lay on the porch I felt like it was just plane torch you were dieing and I held you crying I made the choice to put you down I had such a big frown we went to the vet you were sitting there like a respectful pet we were called in and she put in that pin that second you laid down and started to die I couldn’t help but cry you looked at me with one last goodbye I felt like I should've gone and you not die tears started to trace the cheeks on my face you died in my arms and now your free and someday I know we'll meet and you'll be with me. This poem is dedicated to my best, forever friend and dog Ringo In loving memory
Oh!!! I'm just the one to ask. A few weeks ago I started collecting poems and stories and put them into a binder. I have many, but I'll put the ones I like best. (It'll be their web addressess, it's the only thing on the page.) http://www.bestfriends.org/nomorehomelesspets/localnmhpprograms/dawgs_starfish.cfm http://www.critterhaven.org/fur.htm (Pictures too.) *Hope I helped!!!*
I was looking at a Pitbull site from Victorino Kennels that was posted on another forum. They had a poem on their opening page that was so wonderful. It was a poem that was from the heart and soul of the American PitBull Terrier. You made me what I am today, courage at its best. You wanted me to know no fear, a cut above the rest. Not only did I master that, I've thrown in loyalty, too. Look past my eyes into my soul, you know I'd die for you. I'll watch your kids, I'll watch your house. Your praise will be my crown, ask what you will- I'll do my best. I'll even be your clown. But some of you don't like me. I'm sure I don't know why. The only thing I'm guilty of, Is courage, love, and try. But still they want to see me go, they want my breed to end. Will I see you sitting idly by? You, whom I call a friend? You made me what I am today. You never saw me waiver. I've done my best to keep you safe. Won't you please return the favor.
I wanted to post this Saturday, but I couldn't think of all the words. I keep this by my desk. "He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog You are his life, his love, his leader He will be yours, faithful and true to the last beat of his heart You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion." Unknown