3 Dogs Poem by Jim Yerman

Our son Ryan sent us a picture the other day of his dog Mattie when she was a puppy soon after she arrived
and standing next to Matty was our dog Whitman
while he was still alive.

The very next day our son Bryan sent a picture of his dog Madison which only magnified
how fast time flies since a year's already passed since Madison had died.

The photos brought back old memories of wonderful moments…wonderful days
memories that, thank goodness, are never far away.

Memories that lie dormant…enshrouded in a fog
Memories that are easily stirred..by pictures of three dogs…

We are thankful Matty is still living…
while Whitman's and Madison have been gone a while
But when we see their pictures…we cannot help but smile.

Because when it comes to all dog owners…this point I must concede…
Just like the dogs we love…we are a unique breed.

There is a wonderful phenomenon with dog owners…
A kind of space/time aberration.
that all dog owners understand
that needs no explanation…

When it comes to the dogs we love…
our feelings are quite strong…
for we all believe we have the best dog in the world…

and none of us are wrong.