I lingered and watched you walking,
A fluid spring in your gait,
Taking in your surroundings,
You stop when I tell you to wait.
Nothing is missed by that nose of yours,
You squat often to leave your mark,
At seventy seven in doggie years
You can still be such a tart!
Dogs know where to follow,
Sometimes you may tease in play,
It doesn’t matter the size or breed,
Or what other owners say.
But there are days when you falter,
Especially when it’s so cold,
Like us, joints are plagued with arthritis,
A sure sign of getting old.
But your eyes are bright, and coat shiny,
Your appetite healthy and good,
You are also drinking plenty
And behave more or less as you should.
You try in your way to tell me
When things are perhaps not quite right,
You ache and are in pain sometimes,
And don’t want to go out in the night.
Then other times you are bouncy,
Want to run and not do as you’re told,
You can be so damn cantankerous,
Another sign of getting old!
Nobody lives for ever,
And the time will eventually come
When you are no longer with us
And your time on this earth is done.
But for now we are all together,
And that is hopefully years away,
Though I’ll continue watching your movements
On our walks each and every day.
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