This is a poem dedicated to Dora my frenchy who passed 5 hours after I wrote this.

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DORA

The news isn't good,

And I did not expect, 

Prognosis and results, 

When I got to the vet,

My heart hit the floor,

My head in my hands,

I've been here before, 

I need to make plans, 

DORA has got cancer,

Why her for god sake,

The dog I love dearly,

Is there for the take,

She is my best buddy,

A big part of my life,

There when I need her,

And the passing of my wife,

Before we would meet,

Her job was to breed,

Make someone money,

No love there just greed,

Then surplus to requirements, 

She could not breed anymore, 

With no money being made,

She was showing the door,

So that's how I got her,

I would not earn a quid,

She paid me in love,

And love I returned,

So when the day comes,

And I say my goodbyes,

I hope there together, 

Way up in the skies.

  • Thank you for sharing, that is beautiful. 
    We recently lost our little bichon to bone cancer. We thought she had sprained her leg jumping off the sofa, but she actually had cancer in both back legs. We’ve had so many dogs over the years, but Bella was my soul dog, and I’m missing her terribly. I tell her daily she has to wait for me to get to her. 
    I believe your Dora is with your wife, and one day you will all be together again. 

    “Try to be a rainbow, in somebody else's cloud” ~ Maya Angelou
    Chelle 

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