This Dog’s A Thief!!

Some people say that dogs do no wrong
But I know of one whose nose is to long!
A mixed breed he is, a comical mix
Of GSD/Beagle and no, it’s not a trick!
A GSD nose with ears from the Beagle
A site to behold, your funny bone will tickle!
This little fellow is sweet as can be
With only one fault with him I can see.
This dog’s a thief!!  And of the worst kind!
There’s nothing, you see, his long nose won’t find!
No respect does he have for things that are mine,
For in his stash are even clothes that I find!
Some items found belong to owners unknown
And oh, the embarrassment to these people I’ve shown!
It’s a game that he plays he thinks is quite funny,
No humor I find when I discover he has my money!
I try to explain my car won’t run without keys,
Where are they now, would you show me please?
My “Shegles” a thief!  To him nothing is sacred!
Like food in our hands its by items he’s baited.
A detective I’ve become as I follow his lead
To items he’s hidden, my stuff to retrieve.
Maybe someday he’ll grow tired of this game
And get himself out of the “Thief’s Hall of Fame”.
But love him I do and I know he loves me
So we’ll play his game until “my way” he sees.
Kathy Henderson
5 - 1999

A Big Man

Its been one of those days that nothings gone right,
My nerves are shot, my body tensed up so tight.
The problems of life are so heavy today,
The weight of the world on my shoulder’s to stay.
I need some relief yet there’s none to be found,
Its days like this I sure miss my old hound.
I could vent all my anger and all my frustrations.
The best listener I knew, he was my salvation.
He’d sit and he’d listen to each word I said,
You’d swear he understood the way he’d tip his head.
He’d rest his head on my big fat old knee
To show how he cared as he looked up at me.
Always a question in those eyes full of care,
The only one I know that my problems he’d share.
When I was homeward bound I’d know just where he was at,
Waiting to hear my old truck rattle across the train tracks.
His bay I would hear as I parked in the drive,
I can still hear him now as tho he were alive.
I’ll always miss him and wish he were here
Tho he’s in a far better place of that I’ve no fear.
It’s me that’s alone in a troublesome world,
My nerves tied in knots and my mind in a whirl.
Some think it’s not “manly” for a grown man to cry
But alone in my chair tears flow from my eyes.
A big man I am but there’s no shame in me,
For the pain and the loneliness now mine endlessly.
I’m lost without him as I talk to the walls
And know he’s not behind me as I walk down the hall.
You may think me a “sissy” to cry with such ease….
This mans lost his best friend, you can think as you please!
Kathy Henderson
9 - 1999

“Just A Puppy”

I’m just a puppy, can’t you see
Please don’t expect to much from me.
I must be trained, I must be taught
what I can do and what I cannot.
Taken from my momma and siblings to
I’m lost, alone in strange surroundings.
Please be patient, please be kind
until my place with you I find.
My little body’s fragile to
I may be a dog but my bones will break
if the proper care you don’t take.
I’m just a baby, a living being.
Not a kid’s toy or worse yet,
left alone tied to a stake or
a puppy mill, oh please, please not that fate!
Just look at me so cute and cuddly,
I’m even cute when I’m mud-puddly!
You wanted me, so here I am....
Only you can make our life so grand!
So love me and teach me as I grow,
I’ll give it all back for free you know.
I’ll be a good dog if you’re a good guide.
But patience and understanding are required,
your love most of all you must not hide.
I may be a baby, but I have acquired
the ability to sense human feelings hidden deep inside.
I may be a puppy but I won’t forget
who shows me the care and the love I need
to be the best dog you could ever get!
Everything I am is yours for free,
you light up my life when you notice me!
I’m just a puppy and like a human baby,
I’ll grow, I’ll learn, my molds in your hands.
You must be the one who understands
the wants and needs of your new baby.
A bundle of mischief, a bundle of laughs,
a bundle of love like you’ve never had!
And all from a dog, who is.......
just a puppy!
Kathy Henderson
8 -1998

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