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Dieser Blog soll nicht nur eine Sammlung sein für alle, die wie ich Gedichte, Texte und einfach alles zum Thema Hund mögen, sondern auch eine Anerkennung für alle Autoren und Künstler, die uns mit ihren Werken große Freude bereiten, manchmal Trost spenden oder uns die Augen öffnen möchten für Missstände.

This blog is not only a collection for all of you who, like me, love poems, texts and simply everything about dogs, it is also intended to give recognition to all authors and artists who with their work give us great pleasure, sometimes solace and who also want to open our eyes to the abuse and neglect of animals.

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Ausgenommen meine eigenen Arbeiten, unterliegen alle in dieser Sammlung veröffentlichten Gedichte, Zitate, Geschichten etc. dem Urheberrecht des jeweiligen Verfassers. Leider ist mir dieser in den wenigsten Fällen bekannt. Ich möchte mich bei allen Autoren entschuldigen, die ich nicht namentlich erwähnt habe. Ich arbeite daran, die Autoren zu finden. Wer hier einen eigenen Text findet, dem wäre ich für eine Nachricht dankbar. Ich werde dann einen entsprechenden Hinweis (und/oder Link) ergänzen oder den Text umgehend entfernen.
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Copyright for all published poems, stories, quotes belongs to the respective author. Usually I don’t know the authors of the material and I would like to apologize to any authors who I don’t mention. I’m working to find the writers. If you do find your own work here, I would be grateful for an appropriate message. Then I’ll add a note (and/or a link) or will remove the text immediately. I look forward to hearing from you.
Copyright for my own writings, photos and graphics: Isa of Mayflower. Copying, spreading or any type of publication is prohibited.

2019/02/17

My Prom Date

Hours and hours of training I've had to do a special job.
I am what they call a service dog, excuse me while I pull this knob.
Maggie is my special friend; she is in a metal chair.
Excuse me I will be right back, she needs a brush for her hair.

See Maggie's legs don't work real well. She had an accident when she was nine.
Was hurt real bad in a swimming pool, they said she broke her spine.
That's when I came to live here, so glad they needed me.
Sounds like she's having a problem, hang on, let me go see.

 It was really nothing; just her spoon hit the floor.
Then she wanted to go outside, so I opened up her door.
I came here to live eight years ago, everyone was so upset.
Once everything settled down, they were the nicest people I ever met.

Maggie’s getting her hair done today. I've been there before.
That's the place where people get their toes scrubbed, and there's hair all over the floor.
Her mom is taking us down there; there’s some kind of event tonight.
I will just tag along behind and try to stay out of sight.

Lots of people at the hair place today. Something must be up.
The sign on my back says dog at work, don’t try to pet this pup!
Finally we are out of there, one more place to go.
She's picking up a really pretty dress and a tie shaped like a bow.

I am glad Maggie's smiling today. She had been a bit down.
Amazing how a mani/pedi can wipe away a frown!!!
Finally back home, I'll get that door. Can I help with anything else?
Yes, I remember where your phone is. I will get it off that shelf.

I heard her talking to her friends about where they would meet.
I think she has a date tonight, she didn't ok that with me!
I'll admit it I am jealous. I worry about my girl.
I've always taken care of her. She really is my world.

Everyone is meeting here tonight. I can't wait to meet this guy.
He better be really nice to her or I'll give him a black eye!
All her friends are here now. They're all with their dates.
Maggie’s guy is nowhere to be found. I figured he would be late.

Then they started taking pictures in front of the old willow tree.
She pulled out that tie shaped like a bow, then she put it on ME!!
That made me so happy. Look how handsome I am mom.
Me and my precious Maggie are going to the prom!

I danced every dance that night with Maggie she's my girl.
She may never walk again, but she's the best dancer in the world!

(Jerry Wayne Baldwin; from “This K-9 of Mine”)

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I would like to thank Jerry Wayne Baldwin for his kind permission to publish his poems on my blog.
The book “This K-9 of Mine: Poetic short stories from a dog's point of view, plus a few from the owner's vantage point, too.” is available as Kindle version here.

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