ODE TO MONDOE
There once was a dog called Mondoe
Who only recently went on the go-slow
Until that time
He was jaunty and fine
Almost 22 years from the get-go.
Mondoe was a rescue from Monikas
Already 10 to 12 when he joined us
Almost 12 years ago
And with Alfy in tow
The two of them cute little terriers.
Mondoe and Alfy on the day we rescued them
At the start we thought Alfy was alpha
But it was Mondoe who was really the fighter
He was always top dog
He’d take on any street mog
He had pluck unlike the Alfy the bluffer.
Most of the time they were mates
But sometimes Alfy got the shakes
When the bones were out
Mondoe’d psych Alfy out
So around the house they’d both skate.
Mondoe loved the early morning
At 5.30am he was careering
Down the hall to the door
Ready for the daily tour
To the oval and new smells dawning.
He had a very feisty streak
He was certainly not meek
There once was that girl
Kicking the ball
Mondoe’s nip in the ankle made blood leak!
He also made a few jail breaks
He was a master of the great escape
(The cunning wretch)
He just loved to be out
We wished he wouldn’t do it for our sakes.
Have I mentioned he had a big heart?
He was tough right from the start
Street thru and thru
A bit rascally too
He chased cats and birds like a dart.
Mondoe’s ultimately had a good life
Without any super major strife
At least in the 12 years
Since we’ve had him here
And allowing for twice under the knife!
In closing, these wishes we send
To one of our truly very best friends
You were solemn and true
And we very much love you
Now and beyond this end.
To Mondoe: much loved.