Animal Crackers

A place for my daily adventures into the dog world with my companion. Pictures, poems, and ramblings about the canines that have touched my life and made me who I am today with an occasional side trip for no particular reason. PLEASE USE REFRESH TO UPDATE POSTS IF NECESSARY

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Location: Midwest, United States

I am a senior citizen who enjoys writing and other forms of communication. I enjoy designing cards for all occasions. Dogs have always been a major part of my life. I have published my own dog magazine, written dog columns for a local newspaper's web site and major TV station web site, and conducted informational classes about dogs through the library system for over 25 years. I write poems about each one of my dogs. My biggest achievement was becoming a member of Mensa. Music makes me happy. I love to dance. Skating was my life when I was young. Adopting a rescue dog has given me a new start in life. He has taught me so much.

Friday, April 28, 2006

CHAUCIE ONE MORE TIME


Chaucer

You are the personification of the perfect companion.
A virtuoso of charm and decorum
blended into golden bonds of harmonious affection and friendship.

The epitome of a gentleman
your strength is in your silence.
The gentle nature in which you reach out.
The love and serenity in your eyes
calm even the toughest of hearts.

You are my guardian angel too -
never more than several steps away.
Understanding human frailties seems to be your niche in everyday life.

How I love your company in the kitchen.
And always tucked away somewhere in my office
ready to answer my call for help in this stressful life.

You are the perfect answer to a couple of aging, doting old folks
who find talking to a dog makes more sense than
dealing with the craziness of modern man and his complex gadgets.

We have a long road ahead of us - you and I.
Somehow I am assured that you will lead me in the right direction
and when I get off on the wrong path,
you will gently nudge me back .

I have the security of knowing that you will be keeping a watchful eye
on my coming and going, aware that I am slowly turning frail
and my judgment is not as keen as it used to be.

Thank you my friend and dear, dear companion.
How lucky I am to have found you.

Katie 12 / 99