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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=567567" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On The Day That Pudsy Died</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A cold fog from the mountain stole across the countryside<br>And cloaked the fields in greyness on the day that Pudsy died<br>She had survived many life's battles and she did not die easily<br>Like her I too must go the way of time whenever that will be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our dark brown cattle dog Pudsy to us devoted to the end<br>All of our family grieved for her she was a family friend<br>We buried her by our old home beside the cypress tree<br>And despite the passing of the years she lives in my memory.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">More of a hunting than a cattle dog for fox and badger she went to ground<br>And she was the best fighting dog for miles and miles around<br>When challenged by another dog Pudsy never backed away<br>Though she never did start a fight that much of her one can say.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I watched her fighting many times and never see her beat<br>she was the champion fighting dog on our side of Millstreet<br>As a watchdog or a guard dog on her one could not depend<br>For Pudsy did love people she was everybody's friend.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A hairy rugged outdoor dog she did not mind it wet and cold<br>She even slept out in the rain though time had left her old<br>As an outdoor dog she lived and died and of her I can say<br>That she enjoyed the outdoor sort of life in her own happy way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A cold fog stole down from the hill and cloaked the fields in gray<br>On the day our dark brown cattle dog old Pudsy passed away<br>Until the moment that she died as our friend she did remain<br>And often times in my memory I hunt with her again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Francis+Duggan">Francis Duggan</a><div class=q>
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And cloaked the fields in greyness on the day that Pudsy died
She had survived many life's battles and she did not die easily
Like her I too must go the way of time whenever that will be.

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