To all the good ones

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Tim Tufts
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To all the good ones

Post by Tim Tufts » Wed Feb 17, 2021 9:49 am

I wrote this in memory of all the good bird dogs I've owned, bred, and judged over the last 55 years.


Damned Old Dog

When that chilly old blue norther tears the colours from the trees
And the flight birds get the urge to up and leave
It’s then I’d get the boots oiled and shoulder up the gun
It’s then you’d get your youth back and remember how to run

You were always much too headstrong casting out for far too long
Full of notions and a will that would not bend
But your casts seemed to grow shorter with the evening coming on
Smell of gun oil, smokey whiskey, and a wet dog at days end

The spirit was too eager and the hound was just too old
The freeze came on to early and you couldn’t take the cold
I was down to one of our old haunts out back the other day
Now I’m wishing it would snow enough to take your tracks away

I still see you in the morning when the frost cuts through the air
I still smell you when the dampness fills the room
I remember how I cursed you cleaning mud off of my chair
And I cry to think they took you home away from me so soon

There were times you’d work so pretty that you’d please most any eye
Then there’s times I’d almost bring about your end
Now the sun’s gone down the fire’s gone out the bottles nearly dry
And that damned old dog has done me once again.

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Re: To all the good ones

Post by weimdogman » Wed Feb 17, 2021 10:09 am

Great writing!

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Re: To all the good ones

Post by deseeker » Wed Feb 17, 2021 10:24 am

Far too many have passed on :( , but they have left me with a lot of good memories :D

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Re: To all the good ones

Post by nevermind » Wed Feb 17, 2021 3:21 pm

Enjoyed very much... thanks for sharing

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Post by ckirsch » Wed Feb 17, 2021 6:37 pm

You are a gifted writer. Your words paint pictures and convey emotions that likely resonate with most on this forum.

Sorry about your dog. My guess is that he felt the same way about you.

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Re: To all the good ones

Post by Sharon » Thu Feb 18, 2021 7:28 pm

So well said Tim ; anyone who has lost a dog can relate.
" We are more than our gender, skin color, class, sexuality or age; we are unlimited potential, and can not be defined by one label." quote A. Bartlett

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Post by Max2 » Fri Feb 19, 2021 5:58 am

deseeker wrote:
Wed Feb 17, 2021 10:24 am
Far too many have passed on :( , but they have left me with a lot of good memories :D
& smiles . So many times while afield I think of my past dogs and a smile and a good feeling comes over me. Out there with a new candidate who's coming into his own and so many times I feel Jax & Max standing there with me saying " he'll get it" Nothing worse then when we have say good by to them . Turns our worlds upside down but as time goes on the smiles start show'n up everytime we think of them...

To the O/P sorry for the side track - enjoyed your post !

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Re: To all the good ones

Post by birddogger2 » Fri Feb 19, 2021 11:32 am

Thank you Tim.

Your words ring true for anyone who has walked behind(or sat in a blind next to) a gundog.

I'll raise a glass tonight to all the ones I remember.

RayG

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Re: To all the good ones

Post by NEhomer » Sat Feb 20, 2021 7:02 am

Just terrfic stuff. Thanks for posting it~

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Re: To all the good ones

Post by seadog » Sat Feb 20, 2021 11:40 pm

Hit home for sure , lost both my dogs in the last 8 months .

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Re: To all the good ones

Post by MNTonester » Mon Feb 22, 2021 2:17 pm

Funny how an old beloved dog can turn us into poets. Just prior to our old Lab Chaz's passing I wrote this:

The old dog lies before the fire, he whimpers now and then.
His dreams are filled with glorious deeds remembrances of when
His limbs could take him anywhere. No cover barred his way.
Rain, nor wind, nor freezing cold could never make him stay.
The hunt, and masters loving touch were things that fired his mind.
The gamebird’s scent, the feel of feathers, the treasures he could find.
He started out a gangly thing, delightful as can be. A playful puppy playing fetch;
He grew in size and loyalty. His master’s partner, on the trail,
The smell of Autumn fields, a shot is fired, he marks the fall, he locates without fail.
He knows his master’s hunting clothes, the shotgun, and the season.
He notes the color of the leaves; he doesn’t have to reason if there is no other
Purpose for his being there. The two of them have formed a bond
that time can never rend. It is as if they look beyond the trials that lie ahead.
Through all his years, his faithful years he’s been there at his side;
It’s just not right to feel this way, so this is time and tide.
He lifts his old grey muzzle, with effort gains his feet. He looks at me with cloudy eyes
And our gazes meet. I cup his face between my hands and gently scratch his chin.
I speak his name, his tail wags, he nudges closer in. I wish that I could give him
Some of my time I have left. I know he’d do the same for me (perhaps he already has).
I know his thoughts, he’s telling me, “don’t ever leave me home. I have one more hunt to share with you wherever you may roam. My failing legs will find the strength, my nose will lead us true, don’t miss the one last opportunity I have to spend with you.”
He sleeps now by the fire and dreams of bygone birds. He yips and barks and freely runs and in his dreaming girds himself for his last hunt before he goes away. Rest well, dear friend, it’s now my turn to dream of hunts we shared and then join you some day.

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Re: To all the good ones

Post by Tim Tufts » Tue Feb 23, 2021 6:08 am

Brought tears to my eyes,
Lovely thoughts.
As we move along more and more of our life revolves around memories vs. actions.

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Re: To all the good ones

Post by MNTonester » Tue Feb 23, 2021 3:30 pm

MNTonester wrote:
Mon Feb 22, 2021 2:17 pm
Funny how an old beloved dog can turn us into poets. Just prior to our old Lab Chaz's passing I wrote this:

The old dog lies before the fire, he whimpers now and then.
His dreams are filled with glorious deeds remembrances of when
His limbs could take him anywhere. No cover barred his way.
Rain, nor wind, nor freezing cold could ever make him stay.
The hunt, and masters loving touch were things that fired his mind.
The gamebird’s scent, the feel of feathers, the treasures he could find.
He started out a gangly thing, delightful as can be. A playful puppy playing fetch;
He grew in size and loyalty. His master’s partner, on the trail,
The smell of Autumn fields, a shot is fired, he marks the fall, he locates without fail.
He knows his master’s hunting clothes, the shotgun, and the season.
He notes the color of the leaves; he doesn’t have to reason if there is no other
Purpose for his being there. The two of them have formed a bond
that time can never rend. It is as if they look beyond the trials that lie ahead.
Through all his years, his faithful years he’s been there at his side;
It’s just not right to feel this way, so this is time and tide.
He lifts his old grey muzzle, with effort gains his feet. He looks at me with cloudy eyes
And our gazes meet. I cup his face between my hands and gently scratch his chin.
I speak his name, his tail wags, he nudges closer in. I wish that I could give him
Some of my time I have left. I know he’d do the same for me (perhaps he already has).
I know his thoughts, he’s telling me, “don’t ever leave me home. I have one more hunt to share with you wherever you may roam. My failing legs will find the strength, my nose will lead us true, don’t miss the one last opportunity I have to spend with you.”
He sleeps now by the fire and dreams of bygone birds. He yips and barks and freely runs and in his dreaming girds himself for his last hunt before he goes away. Rest well, dear friend, it’s now my turn to dream of hunts we shared and then join you some day.

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