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Ode to Rowdie Jane

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0 posted 05-29-2000 08:42 AM       View Profile for traveling heart   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for traveling heart

Originally posted at Dark Passions, but reposted here. TH             
At one time
I was a cat fancier
And a fiance
And at that time
I didn't have a minute
To become a devoted momma
To a puppy dog in torment

But my cousin begged me,
"Please, She is being abused!"
So under cover of darkness we took her
From a home that made her confused
About people and their nature
So that she could be nurtured
Away from starvation and
Cruel emotional butchers

Time went on, she had a cat sibling
And they got along famously
Playing a cat & dog game of "Get the kitty"
Rowdie would corner Precious under a couch
She'd chase her and play with her
All over our house

She would sit on my lap
All fifty-five pounds
And on her back
She'd be my log
for strumming on her tummy
Until the tail wagged that dog

One day my marriage ended and I moved away
The momma part of me died on that day
Not for the spouse, nor the house
but for my Rowdie & Precious that I had to give away

But my neighbors called
They made no excuse
For an ex-husband who for some time
Had begun to abuse
I could not believe
nor conceive
How he could do this
For Rowdie was the sweetest gift
She would no longer be his

I fought in court to get them both back
I would give her the love
That with him she lacked
The courts sided with me that day
And for 10 more months we had
300 more days of play

But time ticked on
And her health became poor
The vet shook his head
He said she could carry on no more

Somehow she had convinced herself
in her mind
That her body although failing
Could carry on with me just fine

Her kidneys had failed
There was nothing more to be done
Except to leave that vets office
For one last day of fun

She was too weak to eat
But after a little rest
She and I took a last treat
We did our best

A trip to her park
For one final swim
She weakly ran for that pond and
she jumped right in

Paddling and showing me her final strength
I had to hold back
Tears as
She fought to not sink
I went in and I carried her out
and in my arms she slipped away
Her eyes loving me with no doubt...

She went to wherever it is Border Collies go
and as I choked back tears
I let her know
That she changed my life
and over the years
I would try to rise
above my anger
despite her demise

She was the best thing
That could happen to a girl
That initially had
Not a minute for her

*Note: Rowdie was my first and only dog, and she gave me so many gifts in her 6 years of life. Her kidney failure was a result of malnourishment at the beginning of her life and again at the hands of my
ex-husband. This world needs fewer cruel people. I still miss her so much...  If you have a dog please pet them today and be grateful for their sweetness and unconditional love... Precious thrives today with her feline sibling Otis... TH

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Oh, TravelingHeart~
You touched mine with this.

At present I have four loving dog critters.
One of the most loyal pets I ever had was a Border Collie named Kilian.  My how that dog loved his mistress - and likewise was loved by her.
I can imagine what you experienced with your wonderful 'Rowdie' ... anyone with that much love should own another pet to cherish.
Thanks for sharing.

 ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~

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2 posted 05-29-2000 01:39 PM       View Profile for Sven   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Sven

It's amazing the way that pets can make themeselves part of us isn't it?  They give and give and give. . . would that we all could be like they. . .

Wonderful poem my friend. . .


 That which gives light must endure burning
--Victor Frankl

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