Our Childhood Dog

English: McNab dog




Well, he really wasn’t our dog


He belonged to our Uncle Joe and grandmother who lived next door


but we loved him like he was ours!


He was black and white


and he spent a lot of time at our house


He loved to tap his tail against


anything that was close


When grandfather died


he wouldn’t leave the bedroom door


He was a knowing dog and he


knew that Grandfather Whiffin was dead


He played with us outdoors


and went everywhere with us


Although he really wasn’t our dog


he was in every way that counted!


About Circle of Life Energetics

I'm a Newfoundlander with a love of reading, writing,travelling, and reflexology. I've travelled around our province and lived in four provinces of Canada. I love a good book and a good blog. My family means the world to me, and some day I hope to travel to many countries of the world with my husband and sons' families. I want to use reflexology, reiki, TT, EFT and IHM to help others feel healthy.
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