Roxy…our best friend.
We moved from UK to the good ol USA
A new chapter in our life, hip hip horray
Once we bought a house for us to stay
It was time for a puppy so we could all play
An Olde English Bulldogge puppy caught my eye
Sitting so proud, most certainly not shy
“Oh you’re beautiful” is what I said
I asked the owner does she shed?
Yes, but not too much, she’s red and white
To me this bold puppy looks just so right
My family will return to see her after tonight
My wife and daughter were smitten by her
My daughter looking into her eyes, while stroking her fur
We’ll call her Roxy she said, as if she was ours
Another family’s interested too, as my eyes scowers
A mum and her wee girl look extremely keen
They’re picking up wee Roxy, I just want to scream
Roxy is mine, the down payment is done
I’m taking Roxy home now we’re going to have fun
Roxy was cool and calm as can be
A big bulldog puppy for all to see
A new family member she has her own bed
And all over the house, she began to shed
Red and white hairs all over the place
I couldn’t get angry just look at that face
House trained and settled a bright wee lass
Walking through the woods and playing on the grass
Roxy baby is family, and we love her so much
She loves cuddling up, sniffing and touch
She travels with us everywhere asleep in the car
Up to the mountains from home it’s so far
Well just like all dogs, Roxy baby grows old
Stiff joints, aches and pains, but a bulldog so bold
She never complains but just soldiers on
A very hardy stock our Roxy came from
But then it was time to try to get help
We introduce a wee puppy, Roxy lets out a yelp
What’s she doing here, this home is my space?
Before we knew it, they’re in the garden having a race
Two bulldogs at play for Roxy’s sake
It seems that for now, I’m always awake
Summer was awesome as they had such a blast
But just last week, it was to be Roxy’s last
She passed away quickly, that dreadful day had finally come
I cuddled her crying, as I sat on my bum
cradling her and stroking her, words weren’t enough
The end of our best friend was really so rough
My wife, daughter and I, lost in the sadness
And so was the puppy for all of their madness
Roxy, we love you and miss you so much
I just want to reach out, and Roxy, I can touch
I cry out of nowhere whenever I think
Of the short time Roxy struggled, as she was on the brink
Of her great life’s ending, we have to look at
The life that she lived couldn’t have been pulled from a hat
She had so much fun for a breed that doesn’t run
Swimming in fresh lakes was second to none
You’ve left a huge void for wee Beatrice to fill
I keep calling her Roxy, and it still sends a chill
But together we’ll work, and feed off our loss
As we stand in our garden with Roxy’s stick to toss
Beatrice chases it now and chews the bend
Of the stick that was once Roxy’s, now she’s come to her end
Bob Shepherd 