Ode to Muffin


In memory of our dearest dog, Muffin.

You woofed your way

into our plebeian hearts

and left a blondish trail

wherever your nose led you.

Mr Carrot had it in for you

for biting his head off;

Mr Ant was afraid

after you shut him up.

And now, you lay hushed

below trees that you played with;

and house corners wait patiently,

– in futile –

for your bouncing company.

I cling onto your long sigh of goodbye,

your soft exit.

No flowers for dead muffins, no remembrances.

Doggy sticks would do you just fine.

You always liked to plead and whine for them,

and we loved it.

And we loved you.

And we do.

4 thoughts on “Ode to Muffin

  1. Feel very sad for you. I don’t know what breed Muffin was, but I have have three Shih Tzu’s. One of mine look very much like yours.

    I am increasingly aware of there mortality these days as they are 8, 9, & 10.

    So sorry.

  2. It’s never easy to loose a four legged family member. I hope you can find peace knowing that yours is in a better place. Your poem is really sweet, what a nice way to pay respects. Hugs!!!

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