To Our K9 Working Dogs
Guardians Of The Night - Author Unknown
Trust in me my friend for I am your comrade.
I will protect you with my last breath when all others have left you and the loneliness of the night closes in, I will be at your side.
Together we will conquer all obstacles, and search out those who might wish harm to others.
All I ask of you is compassion, the caring touch of your hands. It is for you that I will unselfishly give my life and spend my nights unrested.
Although our days together may be marked by the passing of the seasons know that each day at your side is my reward.
My days are measured by the coming and going of your footsteps. I anticipate them at every opening of the door.
You are the voice of caring when I am ill. The voice of authority when I've done wrong. Do not chastise me unduly for I am your right arm,
The sword at your side. I attempt to do only what you bid of me. I seek only to please you and remain in your favor.
Together you and I shall experience a bond only others like us will understand when outsiders see us together their envy will be measured by their disdain.
I will quietly listen to you and pass no judgment, nor will your spoken words be repeated I will remain ever silent, ever vigilant, ever loyal. And when our time together is done and you move on in the world remember me with kind thoughts and tales,
For a time we were unbeatable, nothing passed among us undetected.
If we should meet again on another street I will gladly take up your fight, I am a Police Working Dog and together we are guardians of the night
Trust in me my friend for I am your comrade.
I will protect you with my last breath when all others have left you and the loneliness of the night closes in, I will be at your side.
Together we will conquer all obstacles, and search out those who might wish harm to others.
All I ask of you is compassion, the caring touch of your hands. It is for you that I will unselfishly give my life and spend my nights unrested.
Although our days together may be marked by the passing of the seasons know that each day at your side is my reward.
My days are measured by the coming and going of your footsteps. I anticipate them at every opening of the door.
You are the voice of caring when I am ill. The voice of authority when I've done wrong. Do not chastise me unduly for I am your right arm,
The sword at your side. I attempt to do only what you bid of me. I seek only to please you and remain in your favor.
Together you and I shall experience a bond only others like us will understand when outsiders see us together their envy will be measured by their disdain.
I will quietly listen to you and pass no judgment, nor will your spoken words be repeated I will remain ever silent, ever vigilant, ever loyal. And when our time together is done and you move on in the world remember me with kind thoughts and tales,
For a time we were unbeatable, nothing passed among us undetected.
If we should meet again on another street I will gladly take up your fight, I am a Police Working Dog and together we are guardians of the night
Agility Titles
Our Rescues
Major - rescued at 4yo by Janina and David
Cricket - rescued at 9 months old
Loved and owned by Sharon Spencer
Vally - rescued at 2 years old
Loved and owned by Sharon Spencer
RESCUE POEM 1
Now that I’m home, bathed, settled & fed,
all nicely tucked in, and curled up on my bed.
I’d like to open my baggage, lest I forget.
There was so much to carry, so much to regret.
Hmm, yes, there it is, right on the top,
it’s Loneliness, Heartache, Emptiness and Loss
And there by my leash hides Fear and Shame,
But who else but me can I possibly blame?
As I look on these things I try so hard to leave,
I still have to unpack baggage like Pain, and I grieve
I loved them, the others, the ones who left me,
but I wasn’t good enough, for they didn’t want me.
Will you lessen my baggage and help me unpack?
Or will you look at my things, and take me right back?
Do you have the time to help me recover?
To put away my baggage, to never uncover?
I pray that you do. I’m so tired you see
But I do come with baggage. Do you still want me?
all nicely tucked in, and curled up on my bed.
I’d like to open my baggage, lest I forget.
There was so much to carry, so much to regret.
Hmm, yes, there it is, right on the top,
it’s Loneliness, Heartache, Emptiness and Loss
And there by my leash hides Fear and Shame,
But who else but me can I possibly blame?
As I look on these things I try so hard to leave,
I still have to unpack baggage like Pain, and I grieve
I loved them, the others, the ones who left me,
but I wasn’t good enough, for they didn’t want me.
Will you lessen my baggage and help me unpack?
Or will you look at my things, and take me right back?
Do you have the time to help me recover?
To put away my baggage, to never uncover?
I pray that you do. I’m so tired you see
But I do come with baggage. Do you still want me?
RESCUE POEM 2
by Arlene Pace, September 18, 1998
Once I was a lonely dog,
Just looking for a home.
I had no place to go,
No one to call my own.
I wandered up and down the streets,
in rain in heat and snow.
I ate what ever I could find,
I was always on the go.
My skin would itch, my feet were sore,
My body ached with pain.
And no one stopped to give a pat
Or a gently say my name.
I never saw a loving glance,
I was always on the run.
For people thought that hurting me
was really lots of fun.
And then one day I heard a voice
So gentle, kind and sweet,
And arms so soft reached down to me
And took me off my feet.
No one again will hurt you
Was whispered in my ear.
You'll have a home to call your own
where you will know no fear
You will be dry, you will be warm,
you'll have enough to eat
And rest assured that when you sleep,
your dreams will all be sweet.
I was afraid I must admit,
I've lived so long in fear.
I can't remember when I let
A human come so near.
And as she tended to my wounds
And bathed and brushed my fur
She told me 'bout the rescue group
And what it meant to her.
She said, We are a circle,
A line that never ends.
And in the centre there is you
protected by new friends.
And all around you are
the ones that check the pounds,
And those that share their home
after you've been found.
And all the other folk
are searching near and far.
To find the perfect home for you,
where you can be a star.
She said, There is a family,
that's waiting patiently,
and pretty soon we'll find them,
just you wait and see.
And then they'll join our circle
they'll help to make it grow,
so there'll be room for more like you,
who have no place to go.
I waited very patiently,
The days they came and went.
Today's the day I thought,
my family will be sent.
Then just when I began to think
It wasn't meant to be,
there were people standing there
just gazing down at me.
I could tell they felt it too, for a special dog like you.
Now every night I say a prayer to all the Gods that be.
Thank you for the life I live and all you've given me.
But most of all protect the dogs in the pound and on the street.
And send a Rescue Person for them to meet.
Once I was a lonely dog,
Just looking for a home.
I had no place to go,
No one to call my own.
I wandered up and down the streets,
in rain in heat and snow.
I ate what ever I could find,
I was always on the go.
My skin would itch, my feet were sore,
My body ached with pain.
And no one stopped to give a pat
Or a gently say my name.
I never saw a loving glance,
I was always on the run.
For people thought that hurting me
was really lots of fun.
And then one day I heard a voice
So gentle, kind and sweet,
And arms so soft reached down to me
And took me off my feet.
No one again will hurt you
Was whispered in my ear.
You'll have a home to call your own
where you will know no fear
You will be dry, you will be warm,
you'll have enough to eat
And rest assured that when you sleep,
your dreams will all be sweet.
I was afraid I must admit,
I've lived so long in fear.
I can't remember when I let
A human come so near.
And as she tended to my wounds
And bathed and brushed my fur
She told me 'bout the rescue group
And what it meant to her.
She said, We are a circle,
A line that never ends.
And in the centre there is you
protected by new friends.
And all around you are
the ones that check the pounds,
And those that share their home
after you've been found.
And all the other folk
are searching near and far.
To find the perfect home for you,
where you can be a star.
She said, There is a family,
that's waiting patiently,
and pretty soon we'll find them,
just you wait and see.
And then they'll join our circle
they'll help to make it grow,
so there'll be room for more like you,
who have no place to go.
I waited very patiently,
The days they came and went.
Today's the day I thought,
my family will be sent.
Then just when I began to think
It wasn't meant to be,
there were people standing there
just gazing down at me.
I could tell they felt it too, for a special dog like you.
Now every night I say a prayer to all the Gods that be.
Thank you for the life I live and all you've given me.
But most of all protect the dogs in the pound and on the street.
And send a Rescue Person for them to meet.
