Show fi A BOYS DO DOG G there are many flowers yot yet to bloom many sunsets yet to admire many dear lips to kiss but it is liard hard to convince a man with wita a deranged dera niwa liver that Is why it is only when a nun maia bogina to got get bald headed and ayi that he appreciates how lappy happy ho he was waa whon when a boy with a gurden garden to weed and a fighting alighting dog while it is always may alay to the man with hope in his heart it makes him r td to recall his dog lays days my aly dog wis WAS not of Dl blenheim birth ills ilis name was waa yip 11 tic lie was a mangy cut cur with yellow eyebrows oyo brows and an im pen chable aronia aroma ile he had scraggly hair and was evidently y a cross he be gwoon tac en a barbed wire fence and a hair mat martrese trese I 1 would not havo have admitted thip in tile the olden days but time has put tho the kibosh on my pride and made roo me more susceptible to truth hu he was not a lonely dog because lie had flear but bitt gee likens lie was a figh fighter terl many a time I 1 and the dog I 1 have cleaned up the entire neighborhood of dogs and yearned for now new I 1 I 1 I 1 I 1 dogs to conquer with an aching void jn in our hearts as big as a load of hay during the cleaning up process I 1 remember that I 1 did most of 0 the work sicking the dog onto all yip had to do was to pay attention to me and do tho the fighting hut but there camo came a sad and te tearful k tay in an evil moment while waiting for a now crop of fighting material yip absent mind edly ate a brides apple 0 r some other deadly matter of refuse aad died with a pain in his midst as big as a feather bed mother alother god bless hor her covered his ahle body with it rug and brojko brok the news gently but there were lamen lainen and m mourning t in n arid in truth tor for that dog out in ig a tavor favor ito playground among the hazel havel bursh I 1 lug dug a grave and planted yip for weeks I 1 visited his grave dally daily and wished him back to fight new and accruing bittles battles other dogs came and went held tho the championship and departed to the eternal bow baw bows wows but never a dog entered my li hearts carts affection as that one he ivas a scrapper crapp cr froni from the bone yard district and it I 1 there are dog fights in heaven rest nappy in the tul fuji faith that yip still tho the belt |