memories
THE LAST COMMAND

MY MEMORIES OF THE “DOGS WHO ARE WAITING FOR ME” & “THE LAST COMMAND”
REWRITTEN BY PAT MAISTROS
DECEMBER 29, 2010

Lassie was the Nanny, straight out of Peter Pan

Tracy was my baby; with me always paw in hand

Kelly our protector could be fierce and yet a friend

Clancy was the beauty, with my baby till the end.


Dustin was the fussy dog with OCD compulsions

His memory provides us with enjoyable discussions.

Shamrock shy and simple was a sweetheart to the end

Hidden in wolves clothing she was a little lamb.


Trip was smart and beautiful and gave his brother hell

But Chessie took it all in stride, as far as I could tell.

Makita was for sure MY dog; the proof was in his nature,

To jump to my defense if he thought I was in danger.


Once, though brief, our lives left us without a dog to bond with

Then Hagar and Logan came to love and share our home with.

Hagar was my “big giant dog” who had a heart of gold

The best are always taken, before they grow too old.


Logan stayed on longer and enjoyed life’s simple pleasures

He was a diamond in the rough, our bright and shiny treasure.

Oh these two boys were clever, and before they would depart

The two of them would brand their paw prints on our hearts.


We were blessed to have them all, companions and best friends

And now they romp together, on days that never end.

In my heart Rainbow Bridge exists, and that’s where they will be

Waiting to cross over with old friends… their dad and me.