" Booner "
Jan. 1986 ------ Jan. 22 1999
Dog
He once was jet black
from his head to his toe,
Then his muzzle grew white
And he began moving slow
His appetite waned
And his back legs grew weak,
But we still loved ol' "Boner"
even after he began to reek
We remembered the sweet puppy
that we brought home one day
A cute wee little fellow
Who loved to play and play
Now he's gone to his maker
to meet again with friend "Chicken",
We'll miss our ol' "Boner"
and his smells which could sicken!
Jeff
| Booner |
| Jeff N. |