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Offline Ripsnort

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« on: February 02, 2004, 10:45:17 AM »
Thought I'd throw this scan on the BBS since we have many pet owners. My dad sent it to me (I added the pic of my dog, a feather from his first pheasant, and his paw print) Hope you enjoy it.

 

http://home.comcast.net/~ripsnort60/Dogspoem.jpg

 

(Hold your mouse over the photo, then click the "Expand to regular size" icon to read it clearly)

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« Reply #1 on: February 02, 2004, 10:57:25 AM »























That's the sound my dog makes when he sniffs my crotch.

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« Reply #2 on: February 02, 2004, 01:43:19 PM »
I am not driven to emotion easily.
I was in this case thank Rip:)

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« Reply #3 on: February 02, 2004, 01:58:35 PM »
Suckers.

Dogs cant write...
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« Reply #4 on: February 02, 2004, 02:07:15 PM »
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Originally posted by Maniac
Suckers.

Dogs cant write...


LMAO!!!
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« Reply #5 on: February 02, 2004, 02:56:43 PM »
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Originally posted by Maniac
Suckers.

Dogs cant write...


Wanna bet i have seen them write in the snow

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« Reply #6 on: February 02, 2004, 03:08:27 PM »
I had this bookmarked...figured you guys would like it...

Senator Vest's "Tribute to the Dog"
It is strange how tenaciously popular memory clings to the bits of eloquence men have uttered, long after their deeds and most of their recorded thoughts are forgotten, or but indifferently remembered. However, whenever and as long as the name of the late Senator George Graham Vest of Missouri is mentioned it will always be associated with his love for a dog.

Many years ago, in 1869, Senator Vest represented in a lawsuit, a plaintiff whose dog "Old Drum" had been willfully and wantonly shot by a neighbor. The defendant virtually admitted the shooting, but questioned to the jury the $150 value plaintiff attributed to this mere animal. To give his closing argument, George Vest rose from his chair, scowling, mute, his eyes burning from under the slash of brow tangled as a grape vine. Then he stepped sideways, hooked his thumbs in his vest pockets, his gold watch fob hanging motionless, it was that heavy. He looked, someone remembered afterwards, taller than his actual 5 feet 6 inches, and began in a quiet voice to deliver an extemporaneous oration. It was quite brief, less than 400 words:

"Gentlemen of the jury: the best friend a man has in the world may turn against him and become his worst enemy. His son or daughter that he has reared with loving care may prove ungrateful. Those who are nearest and dearest to us, those whom we trust with our happiness and our good name, may become traitors to their faith. The money that man has, he may lose. It flies away from him, perhaps when he needs it the most. A man's reputation may be sacrificed in a moment of ill-considered action. The people who are prone to fall on their knees to do us honor when success is with us may be the first to throw the stone of malice when failure settles its cloud upon our heads.

The one absolutely unselfish friend that a man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him and the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous... is his dog.

Gentlemen of the Jury: a man's dog stands by him in prosperity and in poverty, in health and in sickness. He will sleep on the cold ground, where the wintry winds blow and the snow drives fiercely, if only he may be near his master's side. He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer, he will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounters with the roughness of the world. He guards the sleep of his pauper master as if he were a prince. When all other friends desert he remains. When riches take wings and reputation falls to pieces, he is as constant in his love as the sun in its journey through the heavens. If fortune drives the master forth an outcast in the world, friendless and homeless, the faithful dog asks no higher privilege than that of accompanying him to guard against danger, to fight against his enemies, and when the last scene of all comes, and death takes the master in its embrace and his body is laid away in the cold ground, no matter if all other friends pursue their way, there by his graveside will the noble dog be found, his head between his paws, his eyes sad but open in alert watchfulness, faithful and true even to death."

The jury deliberated less than two minutes then erupted in joint pathos and triumph. The record becomes quite sketchy here, but some in attendance say the plaintiff who had been asking $150, was awarded $500 by the jury. Little does that matter. The case was eventually appealed to the Missouri Supreme Court, which refused to hear it.


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A statue of "Old Drum" was erected on the Johnson County Courthouse Square in Warrensbug, Missouri, where the trial occurred. The statue still stands there today.

(http://dogpage.mcf.com/misc/TributeToTheDog.html)

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« Reply #7 on: February 02, 2004, 03:32:16 PM »
out to play with lord dolf

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« Reply #8 on: February 02, 2004, 06:17:26 PM »
Thanks Rip!
"So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart.
Trouble no one about their religion;
respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours.
Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life." - Chief Tecumseh

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« Reply #9 on: February 02, 2004, 07:12:34 PM »
Dog Haiku:

I love my master;
Thus I perfume myself with
This long-rotten squirrel.

I lie belly-up
In the sunshine, happier than
You ever will be

Today I sniffed
Many dog behinds-I celebrate
By kissing your face.

I sound the alarm!
Paper boy-come to kill us all-
Look! Look! Look! Look! Look!

I sound the alarm!
Garbage man-come to kill us all-
Look! Look! Look! Look! Look!

I lift my leg and
Whiz on each bush. Hello, Spot,
Sniff this and weep

How do I love thee?
The ways are numberless as
My hairs on the rug.

My human is home!
I am so ecstatic I have
Made a puddle

I Hate my choke chain-
Look, world, they strangle me! Ack
Ack Ack Ack Ack Ack!

Sleeping here, my chin
On your foot -no greater bliss-well,
Maybe catching rats

Look in my eyes and
Deny it. No human could
Love you as much I do

The cat is not all
Bad-she fills the litter box
With Tootsie Rolls

Dig under fence-why?
Because it’s there. Because it’s
There. Because it’s there.

I am your best friend,
Now, always, and especially
When you are eating.

My owners’ mood is
Romantic-I lie near their
Feet. I fart a big one.

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« Reply #10 on: February 02, 2004, 09:00:20 PM »
*  Exported from  MasterCook  *
 
                         Stewed Dog (wedding style)
 
 Recipe By     : Joe Sweeney
 Serving Size  : 30   Preparation Time :3:00
 Categories    : Ethnic                           Lamb
                 Philippines
 
   Amount  Measure       Ingredient -- Preparation Method
 --------  ------------  --------------------------------
    3      kg            dog meat -- * see note
    1 1/2  cups          vinegar
   60                    peppercorns -- crushed
    6      tablespoons   salt
   12      cloves        garlic -- crushed
      1/2  cup           cooking oil
    6      cups          onion -- sliced
    3      cups          tomato sauce
   10      cups          boiling water
    6      cups          red pepper -- cut into strips
    6      pieces        bay leaf
    1      teaspoon      tabasco sauce
    1 1/2  cups          liver spread -- ** see note
    1      whole         fresh pineapple -- cut 1/2 inch thick
 
 1. First, kill a medium sized dog, then burn off the fur over a hot fire.
 2. Carefully remove the skin while still warm and set aside for later (may be
used in other recpies)
 3. Cut meat into 1" cubes. Marinade meat in mixture of vinegar,
peppercorn, salt and garlic for 2 hours.
 4. Fry meat in oil using a large wok over an open fire, then add onions and
chopped pineapple and suate until tender.
 5. Pour in tomato sauce and boiling water, add green peper, bay leaf and
tobasco.
 6. Cover and simmer over warm coals until meat is tender. Blend in liver spread
and cook for additional 5-7 minutes.
 
 * you can substiture lamb for dog. The taste is similar, but not as pungent.
 ** smooth liver pate will do as well.
 
 
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 Suggested Wine: San Miguel Beer
 Serving Ideas : Rice, naturally.
 
 NOTES : During my wedding reception, my brother- in-law suggested we add to the
feast by having dog stew.  Wanting to be part of the family, and having been
subjected to all sorts of socials tests already,  I agreed. The result was...
well.. a lot better than I expected. In fact, it was great!
 
 It was only later I found out that dog should *not* be served at weddings, as
it may make the bride and groom flight like dogs during the honeymoon. But what
the heck. It didn't seem to have that effect... at least not until a few year
later.   :-)
 
 For the faint of heart, you can always substitute lamb in place of next door's
rover, but the meat will not be as sweet or as rich in flavor.
 
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« Reply #11 on: February 02, 2004, 09:05:57 PM »
hmm, i dunno bout that one Vulcan :/
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« Reply #12 on: February 06, 2004, 01:38:20 AM »
stewed VULCAN

Pre heat oven to 425 then prepeare the vulcan meat by carefully
removing the Bullchit found in almost all areas of the flank.

then ad basil and let stew for 8hours .
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