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Created on: February 16, 2010 Last Updated: June 12, 2011
Bernard the Lab
Snow-white snout betrays no smile
Eyes that trust, might take awhile
Slow to rise, he wants the treat
He isn't steady on his feet.
Head down low he makes his way
Closer, closer, I smooth the gray
Upon his face and he looks up
I picture him as a little pup.
He lets me pet him on the head
Then wanders back to his twirled-up bed
Curls into a little ball
To close his eyes and forget it all.
The next day I'm at the Pound again
Determined to make this dog my friend
I had stopped to buy a special treat
His eyes lit-up at the sight of meat.
Once again, he was slow to rise
But I saw a little more trust in his eyes
His tail thumped twice, then one big heave...
Brought him within an inch of me.
This time he let me rub his side.
I named him Bernard. And then I cried.
By day three, he was more than a friend
I could hardly wait to see him again
The new copper-glint in his cloudy eyes
Gave serious doubt to his earthly demise.
When he held me in his steady gaze...
I finally 'got it'... "This dog plays!"
His puppy-paws were put back on
As we sprinted toward the patchwork lawn
I searched around and found a stick
He brought it back..."This dog knows tricks!".
For almost a month we played this game
His smile returned...he wasn't as lame.
His spirit was back...he trusted again...
His tail went crazy when he saw 'his friend'.
Bernard's winter years weren't spent by a fire
Where dignified dogs curl-up and retire.
They weren't spent in a cozy home
Lavished with love, and his own special bone.
Bernard's winter season was spent behind bars
Snatching at moments, and healing-up scars.
My month long friendship, with Bernard the Lab
Ended one bleak winter day.
I snatched our stick from where I'd stashed it
But no Bernard came out to play.
No white snout was there to greet me.
No more glint, from trusting eyes.
No more thumps, of wagging friendship.
They needed space. He was 'euthanized'.
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