Shawn L. Bird

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poem-old dog February 4, 2015

Filed under: Poetry,poodles — Shawn L. Bird @ 7:31 pm
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You groan in your bed

shifting to find a comfortable spot.

You struggle to rise on those

sore back legs.

You fall over avoiding

chair legs.

You ignore your dinner

as if eating is too much effort.

You don’t hear people when

they come to the door.

You go out to toilet,

but poop as you come in.

You strain to see me

through clouded eyes.

But you wag your tail

when you recognise me

and bring me a toy to tug.

You follow me whenever I move,

just wanting to be with me.

You make me stare down

hard decisions.

dear old dog.

.

.

.

2015 is not my favourite year.  

Dusty Dog’s 17th birthday is in August, but I don’t think he’s going to see it.

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26 Responses to “poem-old dog”

  1. onewithclay Says:

    So sorry. It is heartbreaking, I well know.

  2. The sad heart is a loving heart, whether canine or human. Hugs.

  3. narble Says:

    Hard stuff. William Stafford wrote a wonderful poem: Traveling Through the Dark:

    http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/171495

  4. syl65 Says:

    Sorry, Shawn…I send some tender head rubs to Dusty Dog…

  5. Melody J Haislip Says:

    My heart aches for you. Literally aches. I’ll keep you both in my prayers.

  6. Oh so sorry, hard to watch our babies grow old and tired….

  7. davidprosser Says:

    One of the hardest decisions in the world Shawn is when is enough, enough. But f you do this favour for Dusty Dog, you’ll have 17 years of good memories to fall back on knowing they were filled with 2 way love and devotion.
    xxx Massive Hugs xxx

  8. I lost my old girl last September, the days after her 15th Birthday (well, she could have been up to a year older as she was a rescue dog and I was told she was 3, I made the day she came home her 3rd birthday). She became suddenly ill and my ex husband (who wasn’t ex at that point!) took her too the vet as I was at home with children and couldn’t drive, I said no heroics but he was unable to let her slip away and heroics where performed. She came home the next day, sore but seemingly on the mend but as soon as she had her first solid meal 24 hours later it was clear her time had come. Ex husband rushed her back to vets and she was helped to sleep. She had a great life with me, she came to me when I was using a wheelchair and sticks to get around, when I was on my own, she helped me but was never trained as a service dog, she just knew what I needed and gave her all to me. She was patient and loving with my children when they arrived, running back to the pram and checking on the baby ever minute or two, allowing herself to be dressed up and never once growled even when the children as babies got too rough. Three years before she died she started to loose her sight and went completely blind within a year, she never, ever let it bother her or even slow her down, she would bounce around the house like a pin ball with a smile on her face and a wagging tail. She was an amazing friend and companion who got me through so many hard times, I miss her so very very much every day but know she is running at the rainbow bridge, sight restored, back to being the supper fast girl she was at three and when it is time, we will be reunited.
    We do the best we can for our animals, the decisions can be hard and we miss them painfully when they go but oh they give so much, love so hard and teach us lessons we didn’t know we needed to learn. Best of wishes as you get into this hard time x

    • Thanks for sharing your story.
      I confess I’m a little worried about our standard poodle, because he has always lived with other dogs. He came from an active breeding kennel (though he was fixed) and have 5 or 6 other dogs there, to us with 3. We lost one 7 years ago, and he and Dusty are always together. He gets anxious when they’re separated, so hopefully he’s okay when he’s the lone wolf!

  9. irinadim Says:

    Oh, it’s heartbreaking to watch your old dog struggle. So sorry, I know how you feel.

  10. trentpmcd Says:

    Hard decisions indeed. I’m very sorry.

  11. Ma’am, I hope there is a rainbow island, in real. Lots of love and pats from mt side.
    Most beautiful 17 years of your life, if i’m not wrong. 🙂

  12. Reblogged this on Ink Stains and commented:
    For dogs, who went before us.

  13. Rich Proctor Says:

    Just lost a dear sweet old dog in my family this past week. Hard to believe that sweet face won’t be there when I walk into the house. Heartbreaking, but I take comfort in the fact that her suffering is over and she’s in a better place.


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