The Spirit Of A German Shepherd Dog

After getting sick last year on Christmas eve I took Voy our German Shepherd to the animal ER, he was diagnosed with an inner ear problem that caused him severe dizziness and nausea, they kept over night and made him comfortable. At almost 16 the chances of him recovering from this were very slim so I had to make one of the hardest decisions of my life, late Christmas day I picked him up to spend one last night with him. On December 26 I took him to his vet, at 12:14 p.m. Gods finger touched Voy’s shoulder and he went to sleep forever as I held him in my arms. I know he’s in a better place now, guarding Heavens gates as only he can, but God I miss him, he truly took a part of me with him.

The Spirit Of A German Shepherd Dog

I was standing on a hillside in a field of blowing wheat
And the spirit of a German Shepherd Dog was lying at my feet.
He looked at me with kind dark eyes an ancient wisdom shining through
And in the essence of his being I saw love there too.
His mind did lock upon my heart as I stood there on that day
And he told me of this story about a place far away.

I stood upon the hillside in a field of blowing wheat
And in a twinkling of a second his spirit left my feet.
His tale did put my heart at ease my fears did fade away
About what lay ahead of me on another distant day.
“I live among God’s creatures now in the heavens of your mind
So do not grieve for me, my friend as I am with my kind.
My collar is a rainbow’s hue my leash a shooting star
My boundaries are the Milky Way where I sparkle from afar.

There are no pens or kennels here for I am not confined
But free to roam God’s heavens among my Shepherd kind.
I nap the day on a snowy cloud gentle breezes rocking me
And dream the dreams of earthlings and how it used to be.

The trees are full of liver treats and tennis balls abound
And Milkbones line the walkways just waiting to be found.
There even is a ring set up the grass all lush and green
And everyone who gaits around becomes the Best of Breed.
For we’re all winners in this place we have no faults you see
And God passes out those ribbons to each one, even me.

I drink from waters laced with gold my world a beauty to behold
And wise old dogs do form my pride to amble at my very side.
At night I sleep in an angel’s arms her wings protecting me
And moonbeams dance about us as stardust falls on thee.

So when your life on earth is spent and you stand at Heaven’s gate
Have no fear of loneliness for here, you know I wait”.

Rob from IL