Nelson

You were the perfect dog

That no one wanted

How fortunate, for us

With stringy ears, spotted tongue

And a quirky grin, we called

You �thumper,� for the sound of your tail

Beating on the floor for our attention.

With the gentlest soul

You never begged, jumped,

Destroyed anything, or barked without reason

In your timid way, 

You quivered through thunderstorms 

And skulked away from the camera

That you feared so much.

We joked that maybe you feared

Our photos would steal your soul.

But there were those other times

When you enjoyed life

With reckless abandon

Head out the car window, snorting,

Fur blowing in the breeze.

Drinking water enthusiastically,

Letting it pour out the sides

Of your mouth when you

Lifted your head.

How terrible to find that

Someone once hurt you,

Filled your body with buckshot

Before you became ours.

Hopefully, from the moment

We laid eyes on you,

You knew those days were over

You knew you�d be fed, held,

Touched, walked, and loved so fully

Until that last moment, that moment today

When your life slipped peacefully

Away from us, into sleep.

Ours from March, 1997 � January 12,2008

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