Her step is a lot slower now
Nothing like it used to be,
Our lovely golden Penny,
Is the dog for us you see.
She was a little puppy
When she first caught our eye.
We told our son to pick the one
That he wanted us to buy.
Her blood-line was the best
Of retrievers of her day,
But that really didn’t matter,
When it came time to pay.
For we came to get a puppy
And a puppy we did get.
I think we took her hunting once,
And boy did she get wet.
She used to jump upon my back
If I lay upon the floor
And put her head right next to mine
And wait for me to snore.
I remember the time I saw her jump,
And pull an apple down,
She always ate it to the core,
But never from the ground.
She barked at everything that moved,
But never would she bite,
Her touch was very gentle,
And I’ve never seen her fight.
She found a baby rabbit once
When she went out to play,
She gently placed it in her mouth
And mothered it all day.
She never tried to harm it,
But carried it around,
And when she looked for just the spot,
She gently laid it down.
She barked until we heard her,
And out we went to see,
The baby rabbit sitting there
And standing guard was she.
She loved to run and run she could,
It didn’t matter where,
She’d run and then she would turn around,
To see if I was there.
But now her steps are slower,
She tires out very soon.
And when she lays down for the night
Her groans can fill the room.
Oh to have just one more chance
To watch her run around
To see if I’m not far behind
A chasing cross the ground.
Is it time to let her go the way
That others do?
We’ll miss her dearly that’s for sure
We’re certain you would too.
We just finished saying goodbye
To our all time favorite one,
If heaven exist for dogs like her,
I am sure she is having fun.*
ron hampton, September 2000 – SDG
*last verse added on August 20, 2002
