gsally

May your Master love you dearly,
And keep you in his care.
May your days be filled with freedom,
To hunt the brush for hare.
When the hunt is over,
And your Master calls you in,
May you shower him with kisses,
And slobber on his chin!

For hounds who live with city folk,
May your need to track a scent be fulfilled
With toys and treats and daily jaunts
To parks and trails where nature flaunts
The wild adventure you long to share
With hounds and humans everywhere.

So while you bless the human race
With your kind and gentle love and grace
May you be blessed with many days
Of soaking up the sunshine rays
And many nights of peaceful sleep
Safely next to your Master’s keep.

SMG 3-17-2010

slbj.mouse

Wonderful! thanks for sharing it.

The Montreal St Patrick's Day parade had a basset "shamrock waddle" this year.

Miss Snickers

I love your poems! Keep 'em coming

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