BSRancher...Buck
Tribute to BUCK
The one absolutely unselfish friend that man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous, is his dog. He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer, he will lick the wounds that come in encounter with the roughness of the world.
When all other friends desert, he remains.
In this spot are deposited the remains of one who possessed beauty without vanity, strength without insolence, courage without ferocity, and all the virtues of man without his vices.
This praise, which would be unmeaning flattery if inscribed or commented over human remains is but a just tribute to the memory of Buck, a dog.
He wagged his tail to the very last -
And he smiles in his last, long sleep -
The troubles of life, for him, are past,
In his grave, a few feet deep.
His soul -- for I feel that he had a soul
and he thought real thoughts, we know, -
Has found the ultimate end, life's goal,
In the heaven where good dogs go.
Written by a client of Pet's Rest
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