My human parents referred to us as the Boyz
They spoiled us with the best treats and toys.
The lake cottage in Muskoka has been our home
Once we were three, but alas now I am alone
Boskoh the cute white Bishon was the oldest
He was always in trouble and was the boldest.
He hopped on chairs and tables to devour the food
and peed outside only when he was in the mood.
Mommy and Daddy decided they needed another.
Little Dude a cockapoo became Boskoh’s brother.
Boskoh didn’t like sharing the attention with this pest .
And to put it mildly he was less than impressed .
But It didn’t take long for him to stop being mean
and the two were great friends when I entered the scene.
I am Stomp, a Goldiepoo and gorgeous of course
My Gramma says I am as big as a horse.
One winter when in the yard standing there
A passerby mistook me for a polar bear.
When I arrived I was smaller than Boskoh and Dude
but I grew tall and strong from all the good food
I used to love to romp and run under the table
until one day I bonked my head and was no longer able.
Although my brothers were older than me
I intimidated them it was plain to see.
I scowled and growled to keep them in line
to insure that I was fed first at meal time.
Chairman Kaga, our city cousin a Labradoodle
looks like a very large curly brown poodle .
When he came to visit he was basically ignored
If he initiated play we pretended to be bored.
The exception was Dude- when we weren’t around
he would romp with his cousin and be a clown.
Dude recently left with Mom and Dad who were in tears
He went to join Boskoh who has been gone for two years
I am so lonely now. How I miss those two guys
Please Kaga come to the cottage, we have family ties.
I am sorry Kaga I was mean and it was a sin.
Please forgive me, cousin because we are kin.