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My Life as a dog named Klover

A Special Friend

January 25th 2007 6:05 am
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I lost a very special friend
the kind you can't replace,
and looking at her empty bed
I still can see her face.

I see the endless energy
the sparking puppy eyes.
Not the tired fragile friend
I had to bid goodbye.

I know she's in a special place
our Lord has for such friends,
Where meadows, field and flowers help
make them strong and whole again.

I remember how she'd run to me
to play her favorite puppy game.
And how her ears would perk right up
When she heard me call her name.

But as those precious years went by
And we both aged and grew,
I'd find her often slowing down
But - we had still so much to do.

She did her guard dog duty well
Each time the doorbell rang.
Strangers surely couldn't see
My gentle friend -- behind those fangs.

She started getting sick
Was this her special clue,
Because she felt the end was near
I only wish I knew.

My fox was a special dog
I knew she gave her best,
But as I looked deep into her eyes
I knew it was time, for her to rest.

It will truly be a struggle
I don't know how I'll face each day,
I have to let her go -- I know
But in my heart she'll always stay.

This special place our Lord has made
Healthy and Strength, wait for her there.
So with my very special friend
I'm sending all my prayers.

I know she's watching over me
She'll be with me when I cry.
So with one more kiss on her beloved head I told my baby girl fox goodbye.

Annie S.


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