When I was a kid I purchased a book called "The
Faithful Friend". One of my favorite selections is titled "All The
Good Dogs" by George and Helen Papashvily. I am sending this in the memory
of Trold, and all the good dogs.
"What purpose did they serve, all the good dogs
that once ran through the world and wait now in the shadowy quiet of the past?
They lightened our burdens and drove away our enemies
and stayed when others left us. They gave aid and comfort, protection and
security. They held a mirror wherein we might see ourselves as we long to be.
They gave us a glimpse of the world beyond the narrow confines of our own
species.
Although we make dull students, slowly they help us
learn how to command and to protect with wisdom and justice and imaginiation.
They taught and still teach us the joy of giving
generosity and kindness and love-without thought of gainful return.
And now-all the fleet hounds, the staunch mastiffs,
the loyal shepherds, the dancing toys, the fumbling puppies, pets on silk
pillows, workers plodding at their tasks, the special ones you loved best,
those of ours we still miss-all the good dogs, goodbye, until on some brighter
day, in some fairer place you run out again to greet us."
(Geraldine Rankin, DVM)
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