Here are poems for absolutely everyone to

 

                        ENJOY!!! Have fun reading!!

 

    And if anyone has a good poem to submit to this

 

                   page FEEL FREE to email it to me!

 

   Most of these poems are by anonymous writers &

 

      and are not referring purely to saints or Mastiffs!!

 

                     Just for fun and the heart!!

 

 

                        

 

 

 

 

                                            ~THE  BREEDER~ 

 

 

                I love my little puppy, she makes my house a home....

      She is my very sweetest little friend: I never feel alone.

  She makes me smile; She makes me laugh; She fills my heart with love...

            Did some person breed her, or did she fall from above?

 

 

 

     I've never been a breeder, never seen life through their eyes:

                     I hold my puppy and just sit and criticize.

       I've never known their anguish; I've never felt their pain,

            the caring of their charges, through snow or wind or rain.

 

 

 

  I've never waited the whole night through for babies to be born,

    The stress and trepidation when they're still not there by morn.

           The weight of responsibility for this body in my hands,

                 his darling little baby, weighed but 60 grams.

 

 

 

 

      Should you do that instead of this..... or maybe that was wrong?

  ALONE you fight and hope, one day, he'll grow up proud and strong.

      You pray he'll live to bring great joy to someone else's home.

         You know it's all just up to you; you'll fight the fight ALONE.

 

 

 

      Formula, bottles, heating pads, you've got to get this right,

   two~hour feedings for this tiny guy, throughout the day and night.

      Within your heart you dread you will surely lose this fight,

         To save this little baby, but God willing.....you just MIGHT.

 

 

 

   Day one; he's in there fighting; you say a silent prayer.

    Day two&three, he's doing well, with lots of love and care.

      Day four and five....he's still alive; your hopes soar to the

                                              heavens.

   Day six he slips away again, dies in your hands, day seven.

 

 

 

      You take this little angel, and bury him alone......

  With ACHING heart and BURNING tears, and an exhausted groan,

   You ask yourself, WHY do this?.....WHY suffer through all this pain?"

     Yet watch the JOY your puppies bring, and everything's explained.

 

 

 

  So, when you think of breeders and label them with "Greed,"

          Think of all that they endure to fill another's need.

   For when you buy your puppy, with your precious dollars part,

     You pay only money....while they pay with all their heart.

 

 

                                 ......Author Unknown......

 

                 

 

 

                                        

 

                     ~You know you are a Saint or Mastiff Lover.....

                                     WHEN.......

 

 

                    You DON'T own anything that's easily broken,

 

    The seats in the back of your estate car are constantly down.

 

      Your wardrobe consists of mainly light and tan~coloured clothing.

 

            You traded in your super fast sports car for a mini~van.

 

 You have gone through 3 vacuum cleaners within 6 months. And, when

               vacuuming you have to stop TWICE to empty the bag.

 

            Your "dog pen" consists of the whole back room or yard.

 

   You have locks on ALL your kitchen cupboards----including those

                                     fixed 5 feet up!!!!

 

         ~A peaceful afternoon consists of your dog NOT snoring!!

 

                    The water bowl is really a 5 gallon bucket.

 

   You can no longer see in or out through your vehicle side windows.....

 

Your legs are covered in bruises from your dog's favorite pastime of

      "bulldozing." You buy your dog food by the bag rather than by the lb.

 

                You gave up on the coffee table 6 months ago....

                              and assigned it to the attic.

 

   Even though the car has come to a halt, it is still gently rocking....! LOL

 

          You carry a piece of towel with you everywhere you go.

 

 You have come to despise summer and can't wait for winter to return.

 

      You concreted over the lawn 6 wks. after getting your dog(s).

 

   When sitting on the toilet, soggy tennis balls being dropped into

                    your underwear are a COMMON occurrence!

 

    You know there's just no way you'll ever get a dog car crate that's

               big enough. Heavy breathing no longer bothers you.

 

      You have to pick up the dog mess---- everyone in the neighborhood

                        everyone will know where it came from.  

 

     You USED to think German Shepherd's were BIG dogs.....!!!!!

 

 

 

         YOU  ARE  LOVED  AND  IDOLIZED  BEYOND.....  A 

 

                                    .....SHADOW......

 

                                         ~OF  A  DOUBT !!! 

 

 

 

 

                                     

 

 

 

                          JUST ONE MORE DOG......

 

             One More Dog Is NO Trouble And Two Are So Funny

 

 

           The Third One Is Easy, The Fourth One's A Honey.....

 

 

               You Find You Can Live With A Housefly With Ease

 

 

           So How 'Bout Another? Would You Really Dare?

          They're Really Quite Easy, But Oh Lord, THE HAIR!!!!!!!!!!!

 

 

                With DOGS On The Sofa And DOGS On The Bed

                And Crates In The Kitchen, Its No Bother You Said

 

 

           They're Really No Trouble, Their Manners Are Great

             What's One More Dog And One More Little Crate???

 

 

                     The Sofa Is Hairy, The Windows Are Crusty,

                 The Floor Is All Footprints, The Furniture's Dusty,

 

 

               The Housekeeping Suffers But What Do I Care?

         Who Minds A Few Nose Prints And A Little More Hair???

 

 

          So Let's KEEP A Puppy, You Can ALWAYS Find Room

          And A Little More Time For The Dust Cloth And Broom

 

 

           There's Hardly A Limit To The Dogs You Can Add

             The Thought Of A Cutback Sure Makes You Sad.....

 

 

                Each One Is Special, So Useful, So Funny,

         The Food Bill Grows Larger, You Owe The Vet Money

 

 

          Your Folks Never Visit, Few Friends Come To Stay

           Except Other Dog Folks Who Live The Same Way

 

 

       Your Lawn Has Now Died And Our Shrubs Are Dead Too

           Your Weekends Are Busy, Your Off With Your Crew

 

 

          There's Dog~food And Vitamins, Training And Shots

          And Entries And Travel And Motels Which Cost Lots

 

 

      Is It Worth It You Wonder????? Are you Caught In A Trap?

          Then That Favourite Comes Up And Climbs In Your Lap

 

 

       His Look Says You're Special And You Know That You Will

               Keep All The Critters In Spite Of The Bill

 

 

            Some Just For Showing And Some Just To Breed

             And Some Just For Loving, They All Fill A Need

 

 

            Winter Is A Hassle But The Dogs Love It True

     And They Must Have Their Walks Tho' You Are Numb And Blue

 

 

           Late Evening Is Awful, You Scream And You Shout

         At The Dogs On The Sofa Who Refuse To Go Out

 

          The Dogs And The Dog Shows, The Travel, The Thrills

          The Work And The Worry, The Pressure, The Bills

 

 

         The Whole Thing Seems Worth It, The Dogs Are Your Life

          They're Charming And Funny And Offset The Strife

 

 

      Your Lifestyle Has Changed, Things Just Won't Be The Same

        Yet Those Dogs Are Addictive And So's The Dog Game!!!

 

 

 

 

                                                                

 

 

 

                       ~Two little boys and an old family dog,

                          Down by the stream stood one day.....

                     The boys had decided that Rover must die,

                          A nuisance, quite in the way....

                    The patient old fellow stood close by their side,

                        Dumb pleading with no avail,

                   With a wag of his tail and a half substance wail,

                        He thought he could quite comprehend,

 

 

         ~CHORUS~

 

                        You are my very BEST friend boys,

                             No one could LOVE you so true......

                        Altho you may whip me and beat me today,

                             Tomorrow I'll play games with you,

                        Altho i am old and quite in the way,

                           Life for me still holds much charm,

                        There is only 1 favor i ask of you now,

                          Let me LIVE my LAST days on the farm.....

 

 

 

                    ~ A stone round his neck they stood ready tie,

                           Dumb pleading with no avail....

                    When one of the boys slipped and fell in the stream,

                         The other stood by deathly pail....

                   One loud cry for help old Rover jumped in,

                        No sign of old age or decay....

                 As he slowly swam back to the shore with the boy,

                      The waves rushing in seemed to say......

                                                                        ~CHORUS.......

   

 

 

 

 

 

 

      

 

 

Puppy Pawz

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