An Addiction for Life

How many times have you heard yourself say,
“I’ll never have another when he passes away.”
Then the day comes you find yourself alone,
When stillness and loneliness invade your home.
It’s to late for you, for you have been hooked
On a drug that’s called “love” by a four-legged crook.
He’s invaded your home and stolen your heart,
Left a pain in your soul when he had to part.
The hole he left empty it just grew and it grew
Until you got your “fix” another dog for you.
Now you’re saying it again, “I’ll never have another,
They tie one down so and a pup’s such a bother.”
Empty words, my friend, I’ve said them myself
Then succumbed to the “high” from a furry little elf.
Once hooked on this drug of loving a dog
The addictions for life tho in our dialog,
We profess to be strong, able to kick this habit,
But in truth life with no dog, well, we just won’t have it!
The circle we have made so many times we’re just dizzy
As others we know think we’re totally crazy!
A dog is the one thing we have just for us,
We find we’re dependent on their love and their trust.
The feelings they give us as tho God’s we are
Lifts our spirits so high we can touch stars.
They give us the “fix” we need most in life,
The love and the trust we see shine in their eyes.
This furry little crook like a thief in the night
Stole our hearts and became our addiction for life.
Kathy Henderson
11 - 1999

 

Wompus Kitty!

I bought this pup to be my best friend,
To stay by my side till one of us ends.
Now I fear I’ll be the first one to go
For unknown emotions he pulls from me so!
I envisioned a picture of a dog calm and cool
Well, that bubbles popped, my shoe’s full of drool!
His surprise on the floor, well I near broke my neck!
Just what does he have against using the deck?
He’s got it all backwards, he comes in not goes out
To my dismay as I sputter and shout!
To take a step backwards without looking first
Brings a shriek of pure pain your eardrums would burst!
My heart skips two beats, I feel almost faint
As the sound travels my spine and into my brain.
I give him his food, the best to be bought
But he wants what I have and leaves his to rot!
I try to eat while two eyes anticipate,
Oh well here, I can stand to lose weight.
I want to sit down to relax just a minute,
Guess who claimed my chair and won’t let me in it!
Laundry I’m folding and then hear myself swear
As we chase through the house to retrieve my underwear!
I call back the breeder with my list of complaints
For she promised a good dog, let me tell you he ain’t!
She chuckles quite often as I tell of my trials,
No humor I find, I think my sanity quite vital.
But in between giggles she gives wise advice
To teach this wompus kitty to grow up quite nice.
I took her advice and now I’m full of pride
For the pup has learned well to behave at my side.
He’ll learn even more as time goes along,
The ties we’re now making are growing so strong.
Patience and knowledge a requirement to be,
A breeders advice, salvation for me.
If to my story you tend to relate
Then talk to a breeder for they’ll tell you straight.
They know quite well how to tame wompus kitty’s,
To quit in defeat would be such a pity.
I found it to be as a child must be taught,
Now has this pup popped my bubble?  No, he has not.
Kathy Henderson
6 - 1999

Wherever We Are

Wherever we are they are always there,
So many the count of hearts we have shared.
Not one more precious than the other,
The love they each shared our hearts would smother.
Its blessed we are to have known each one
So sorely missed when their time here was done.
But had we not known them so much would be missed,
The truest of love shown with each sloppy kiss.
A clown at our feet when its humor we need,
A friend at our side when we stand in defeat.
And tho their space is filled with their memory,
The space left unfilled will still hold so many.
Wherever we are they are always there,
Of those gone before we’re always aware.
For deep in our hearts we hold them by will,
Not willing to give up a heart that’s been stilled.
But a heart that is strong now stands at our feet
Filling his own space in our hearts with each beat.
To limit ourselves to just one in our lives,
How tragic the heart that’s of such a small size.
To allow only one for such a short time
Is to cheat yourself of the best friends you can find.
Wherever we go they’re always there
So willing they are, their hearts to share.
Sad is the heart that can’t find its way
For the joy of a dog brightens each day.
Never to many, never enough,
With a friend by your side the worlds not so rough.
Loneliness need never be our destiny
For the dog is our friend and always will be.
Kathy Henderson
6 - 1999

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