In a quaint little town, not far from the sea,
Lives a dog named Skippy, as happy as can be.
For fifty long years, he’s been by Don’s side,
A loyal companion, his joy and his pride.
Skippy was once just a pup full of cheer,
Now he’s grown older, but his spirit is near.
He’s Don’s faithful friend, through thick and through thin,
Always ready for a walk, with a wag and a grin.
Skippy’s talents are many, he’s quite a star,
Playing fetch with precision, near and far.
A pointer by nature, a hunter at heart,
In the fields or the forest, he’s always a part.
Bird hunting in the fall, a favorite pastime,
With Skippy by his side, it’s a rhythm and rhyme.
Multiple walks a day, in sun or in rain,
Skippy’s joy knows no bounds, he’s never in vain.
Their dreams are simple, but oh so grand,
More adventures together, hand in paw, land to sand.
For Don and Skippy, the bond ever strong,
Through the years, through the days, forever long.
So here’s to Skippy, the dog of a lifetime,
His love and his loyalty, the true paradigm.
In Don’s heart, Skippy will always have a place,
A cherished companion, full of grace and of grace.
written with ideas from Sam