The Service Dog (Original Poem)

A couple months ago, I decided that I should retire my service dog of 6 years. He was trained for Traumatic Brain Injuries and Post Traumatic Stress. He had not been acting his normal self and seemed to get anxious. He wanted to constantly drink water. I took him to his Veterinarian and he was given a clean bill of health. I then decided he should become an emotional support dog for another injured veteran and get a replacement dog. Plans were made and he was to fly from Maryland to Massachusetts the next day. I said my tearful goodbye and wished him well.

The day after he left me, he passed away! (cancer) I felt over whelmed with guilt as I should have known something was wrong. I wish he could have died at his home with me. He served me faithfully for many years. I wrote this poem to honor "Adonis" and his loyal service.

                                 The Service Dog

                            Laying at my masters side,
                            I am ready for this night,
                         For as you lay there sleeping,
                             I keep you in my sight

                       Your sheets are soaked with sweat,
                             The battle rages on,
                        I gently wake you with a nudge,
                          The nightmare now has gone

                          Morning sun comes up again,
                           I am ready for this day,
                      I keep you safe so walk with me,
                        I’ll help you find your way

                          If you love me in return,
                             It matters not to me,
                         By your side I will stay,
                             To win a victory

                      Years have passed and I must go,
                         And be with you no more,
                       But since there is a heaven,
                       I’ll walk with you some more

Rest In Peace Adonis 04-30-2017