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“Forever Amber”

Yes, thats her name
but only to me did she claim any fame.
A beautiful girl, she could have been shown
but my baby she was, so I kept her home.
She’s so sweet, a true little lady
likes everyone but knows she’s my baby.
Wherever I was, thats where she was at
and when left home, I was told about that!
She shared my bed, my food and my couch.
Her babies she tried to have in my lap!
Wouldn’t get serious less my arms were around her
then we’d have babies, didn’t even say “ouch!”
I’ve had many dogs through my lifes years
as each left I cried many tears.
The pain I now carry I have to say,
even tears can’t wash away.
No, she’s not dead, but she had to leave.
Life made its twist and destroyed me.
With my best friend is where she is now,
ripped from her home, a kennel dog now.
You may think “well, at least you can visit”
if that were true I wouldn’t miss it!
Its to hard on her, to hard on me,
the bonds not broken between us you see.
She begs, she cries, refuses to eat,
her pitiful howls haunt me even in sleep.
Its best for her if I don’t exist
but I think she knows how much she is missed.
We’re getting old, the two of us,
she’s now 11 and I’m fifty-plus.
Not much time for either of us,
hers is age, mine just as serious.
Never a day passes I don’t think of her.
I’m within sight of her pen everyday,
my heart aches, but I must stay away.
Her name says it all, I’ll never forget her.
She’ll always be my.....
“Forever Amber”.
Kathy Henderson 1998

“ ‘Ole Snagglepuss”

Her “special” name,she knew when I called it
to come for her lovin’s,to her it was better than games.
Rhinestone Ruby , she was on paper,
to me she’s a diamond,but then, what’s in a name?
So tender hearted if you raised your voice,
no matter to who, or why,
she’d hit the floor,
just knew she’d done wrong,
so pitiful, with tears in her eyes.
Lovin’ time then, only word needed
were “Snagglepuss, come here”.
Here she would come, with her special waddle,
eye’s bright with tail just a-waggin!
My “Ruby Dogs” special (another pet name)
but she to was caught in lifes dirty game.
She now lives with Amber in my friends kennel.
They’re both old, my girls, both turned eleven,
to have them again would really be heaven.
That’s not to be, not in this life,
dogs not allowed where I have to abide.
I know where they are
and know how they’re cared for
but to have them again is just not to be,
tho they’ll always be a part of me.
Time hasn’t healed the empty spot
they took with them from deep in my heart.
Ol’ Snagglepuss I really miss,
she always gave me that little “extra” kiss.
Such a tender little girl, my Ruby dog,
the feelings she shows leaves your mind in a fog.
More like her, we humans need be,
for a more loving dog you never will see.
From deep in my heart, she’ll never be pushed,
she’s my Ruby dog....my Snagglepuss.
Kathy Henderson 1998
Since Kathy wrote this poem Ruby went to the bridge 22nd September 1998.

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