Supposedly my dog Patches
never exactly belonged to me
but he was patient and gracious
helping a kid learn to play "go get it"
("fetch" was a foreign word then)
and showing me when enough was enough
("Don't wear him out" dad said
"He gets tired just as you do)
Patches ran the trails with dad
and peacefully tolerated me
as I learned that dogs need praise
and water and love.
He didn't deserve that painful death
Gentle little dog
wherever you wait now
maybe you barely remember me
but I need to send belated thanks
for that long-ago start
towards many years
of incomparable friendships.
This is not a picture of my Patches but looks very much like him.
Patches was my first dog, my best dog !