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Lend Me A PupBy Unknown Author
I will lend to you for awhile a puppy, God said,
For you to love him while he lives
and to mourn for him when he is gone.
Maybe for 12 or 14 years, or maybe for 2 or 3
But will you, till I call him back
take care of him for me?
He’ll bring his charms to gladden you and
(should his stay be brief)
you’ll always have his memories
as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise that he will stay
since all from Earth return,
But there are lessons taught below
I want this pup to learn.
I’ve looked the whole world over
in search of teachers true,
And from the fold that crowd life’s land
I have chosen you.
Now will you give him all your love
Nor think the labor vain,
nor hate me when I come to take
my pup back again?
I fancied that I heard them say,
“Dear Lord, They Will Be Done,”
For all the joys this pup will bring
the risk of grief you’ll run.
Will you shelter him with tenderness,
Will you love him while you may?
And for the happiness you’ll know
forever grateful stay?
But should I call him back
much sooner than you’ve planned,
please brave the bitter grief that comes
and try to understand.
If, by your love, you’ve managed
my wishes to achieve,
In memory of him that you’ve loved,
cherish every moment with your faithful bundle,
and know he loved you too.
I will lend to you for awhile a puppy, God said,
For you to love him while he lives
and to mourn for him when he is gone.
Maybe for 12 or 14 years, or maybe for 2 or 3
But will you, till I call him back
take care of him for me?
He’ll bring his charms to gladden you and
(should his stay be brief)
you’ll always have his memories
as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise that he will stay
since all from Earth return,
But there are lessons taught below
I want this pup to learn.
I’ve looked the whole world over
in search of teachers true,
And from the fold that crowd life’s land
I have chosen you.
Now will you give him all your love
Nor think the labor vain,
nor hate me when I come to take
my pup back again?
I fancied that I heard them say,
“Dear Lord, They Will Be Done,”
For all the joys this pup will bring
the risk of grief you’ll run.
Will you shelter him with tenderness,
Will you love him while you may?
And for the happiness you’ll know
forever grateful stay?
But should I call him back
much sooner than you’ve planned,
please brave the bitter grief that comes
and try to understand.
If, by your love, you’ve managed
my wishes to achieve,
In memory of him that you’ve loved,
cherish every moment with your faithful bundle,
and know he loved you too.
Sir Geronamo of Millbach
Geronamo was our first AKC Fox Red Yellow
Labrador Retriever. When he was born, we were surprised by his beautiful color.
He was a loving, sweet boy who I love and miss with all my heart. He was special to me in so many ways - his calm temperament, his happy-go-lucky nature, and his greeting me with love every time he saw me.
He is father to many of my AKC Fox Red girls. Geronamo will always be in my memory and heart. He was cremated so his ashes can be buried with me someday. We will meet at the Rainbow Bridge!
Labrador Retriever. When he was born, we were surprised by his beautiful color.
He was a loving, sweet boy who I love and miss with all my heart. He was special to me in so many ways - his calm temperament, his happy-go-lucky nature, and his greeting me with love every time he saw me.
He is father to many of my AKC Fox Red girls. Geronamo will always be in my memory and heart. He was cremated so his ashes can be buried with me someday. We will meet at the Rainbow Bridge!
Sir Nittany Roar of Millbach
passed away on February 27, 2023
Nittany was my first chocolate male Labrador Retriver. He was 13-1/2 years old when he left for the Rainbow Bridge. He was the best boy that I could have ever asked anyone for. His personality, temperament and loving nature made him friends with everyone even the cats. He is the father of Morgyn and Meadow, my chocolate girls. My heart aches for him but I know that someday I will see him again. I will see his happy manner and having me throw his “flying squirrel” so he can fetch it and bring it back to me again and again. Even when he was 13-1/2 years old, he still wanted to play. ❤️
