Doc HOLLIDAY

The Man

The Myth

The Legend

THE DOG

I took you from

Your mother at just six weeks.

Was it too young?

Probably!

But we grew together,

You into a beautiful dog,

Me into a sick Veteran.

When I laid there motionless,

You laid there licking my hand

To let me know it would be ok.

When you fought cancer, I fought

It with you.  Staying there rubbing

Your paw to let you know that I am

There for you!

We fought many battles of health

Together, but then we got old.

One day your hips hurt too much,

The next day my heart shattered as

I felt the drug push the last of your

Life from your paw.

Thank you for all the nights curled up

To me as I laid sick on the bathroom floor.

I never can repay you. I just can’t let you

Suffer as I do!

For you are the greatest friend I have ever

Had. I can never repay you, only honor your

Memory with this poem.

DOC HOLLIDAY 

The Man

The Myth

The Legend

The Greatest Dog to ever live,

And my Very Best Friend.