A Tribute to our recently lost Furbaby...

Well, pardner, you were the very best;
Your winning way was always there;
Your not complaining was surely the test;
So, we have some great memories to share.
Loki, my ever-present friend, were you;
Always waiting as I came home out-of-sorts,
Playing after supper was what you liked to do.
Every day you brought such joy to our hearts.
You came into our lives at eight weeks old
And began to play and flip somersaults;
Playing with your toys as you were so bold…
Almost perfect without too many faults.
Loki, you were always ready and at the guard,
Keeping an eye out around the homestead,
Barking at strangers who came ‘round the yard,
You always thought you were a big-dog instead.
You’d roll on your back on top of a toy;
We thought you were scratching your back.
Whatever it was, it brought you great joy,
But when you got tired it was time for the sack.
My little buddy, you loved to go for a ride
In the van or the truck, it didn’t matter which;
When you heard the keys rattle, you’d be at our side
And were ready for your leash, that was a cinch.
A smart little dog was Loki, you see,
You could talk to us by waving your paws
When you wanted outside so you could go pee;
We can’t think of a dog that has no flaws.
You were as close as any dog I have known
At being the perfect friend to woman or man;
Every day this little terrier-mix would have shown
That you could be understood—yes you can!
Patient to the end was our little friend,
Even as mysterious sickness took its toll.
You were a trooper even up to the end,
And now you’re in heaven for your final stroll.