tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817503750343460336.post6425747801233148965..comments2023-10-10T08:27:28.524-05:00Comments on Men Are Not Potatoes: Sam the Dog Final BarkMeatAxehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03477536538497998805noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817503750343460336.post-4744855404470878532016-08-25T09:00:36.625-05:002016-08-25T09:00:36.625-05:00Sorry man, we too had to do that over 10 years ago...Sorry man, we too had to do that over 10 years ago- we still miss him. Keep the faith.doubletroublehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04378163493817522427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817503750343460336.post-86767328492715735692016-08-24T20:28:03.869-05:002016-08-24T20:28:03.869-05:00Thanks guys. It's a rough one this time for s...Thanks guys. It's a rough one this time for sure.Atom Smasherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01717946941636575857noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817503750343460336.post-46331757839199304402016-08-24T17:46:52.362-05:002016-08-24T17:46:52.362-05:00this is a sad poem, but truly captures man's l...this is a sad poem, but truly captures man's love of a dog....Hope the hurt goes away soon....<br /><br />The Power of the Dog<br /><br />Rudyard Kipling<br /><br />There is sorrow enough in the natural way<br />From men and women to fill our day;<br />And when we are certain of sorrow in store,<br />Why do we always arrange for more?<br />Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware<br />Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.<br /><br />Buy a pup and your money will buy<br />Love unflinching that cannot lie—<br />Perfect passion and worship fed<br />By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.<br />Nevertheless it is hardly fair<br />To risk your heart for a dog to tear.<br /><br />When the fourteen years which Nature permits<br />Are closing in asthma, or tumour, or fits,<br />And the vet’s unspoken prescription runs<br />To lethal chambers or loaded guns,<br />Then you will find—it’s your own affair—<br />But . . . you’ve given your heart to a dog to tear.<br /><br />When the body that lived at your single will,<br />With its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still!).<br />When the spirit that answered your every mood<br />Is gone—wherever it goes—for good,<br />You will discover how much you care,<br />And will give your heart to a dog to tear.<br /><br />We’ve sorrow enough in the natural way,<br />When it comes to burying Christian clay.<br />Our loves are not given, but only lent,<br />At compound interest of cent per cent.<br />Though it is not always the case, I believe,<br />That the longer we’ve kept ’em, the more do we grieve.<br />For, when debts are payable, right or wrong,<br />A short-time loan is as bad as a long—<br />So why in—Heaven (before we are there)<br />Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear? <br />Beaner49https://www.blogger.com/profile/05760078518688734016noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817503750343460336.post-7118497558813346102016-08-24T17:46:15.048-05:002016-08-24T17:46:15.048-05:00this is a sad poem, but truly captures man's l...this is a sad poem, but truly captures man's love of a dog....Hope the hurt goes away soon....<br /><br />The Power of the Dog<br /><br />Rudyard Kipling<br /><br />There is sorrow enough in the natural way<br />From men and women to fill our day;<br />And when we are certain of sorrow in store,<br />Why do we always arrange for more?<br />Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware<br />Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.<br /><br />Buy a pup and your money will buy<br />Love unflinching that cannot lie—<br />Perfect passion and worship fed<br />By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.<br />Nevertheless it is hardly fair<br />To risk your heart for a dog to tear.<br /><br />When the fourteen years which Nature permits<br />Are closing in asthma, or tumour, or fits,<br />And the vet’s unspoken prescription runs<br />To lethal chambers or loaded guns,<br />Then you will find—it’s your own affair—<br />But . . . you’ve given your heart to a dog to tear.<br /><br />When the body that lived at your single will,<br />With its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still!).<br />When the spirit that answered your every mood<br />Is gone—wherever it goes—for good,<br />You will discover how much you care,<br />And will give your heart to a dog to tear.<br /><br />We’ve sorrow enough in the natural way,<br />When it comes to burying Christian clay.<br />Our loves are not given, but only lent,<br />At compound interest of cent per cent.<br />Though it is not always the case, I believe,<br />That the longer we’ve kept ’em, the more do we grieve.<br />For, when debts are payable, right or wrong,<br />A short-time loan is as bad as a long—<br />So why in—Heaven (before we are there)<br />Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear? <br />Beaner49https://www.blogger.com/profile/05760078518688734016noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817503750343460336.post-24495148352340788982016-08-24T16:11:08.795-05:002016-08-24T16:11:08.795-05:00I'm sorry to hear this, Atom Smasher.I'm sorry to hear this, Atom Smasher.Borepatchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05029434172945099693noreply@blogger.com