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"I'll Wait -
I explained to St. Peter 
I'd rather stay here, 
Outside the Pearly Gate. 
I won't be a nuisance
I never was, I won't even bark. 
I'll be very patient and wait. 
I'll be here - 
Chewing my celestial bone, 
no matter how long you may be.
I'd miss you too much 
if I went in alone .
It wouldn't be Heaven to me. 
Author Unknown

Dedicated in Memory of K-9 MAX  -  12/29/00
New Castle Delaware
Officer Terry O'Connor - partner

My dog is more than my partner you see,
Because he is a very good friend to me.
He's the nose I don't have, the eyes I have not,
He's one of the best partners most cops ain't got. 
Day by day we do what we do best,
His four paws never seem to rest.
He always does whatever I ask,
Seeming to enjoy every task.
I know one day his work will be done,
But for now we can only have fun.
For my dog is more than a partner to me,
My dog is my best friend and he always will be.

Written By: K-9 Officer Brett Cyr 
Texas City Police Department
Fallen Texas City K-9's
K-9 Danny 1991-1998
K-9 Rose 1991-2000

Anyone wishing to use this poem
may do so, please give credits to Officer Brett Cyr.


"In life, the firmest friend,
The first to welcome, 
foremost to defend,
Whose honest heart is still his master's own,
Who labors, fights, lives, 
breathes for him alone."
Lord Byron

# 2
Beauty without Vanity
Strength without Insolence,
Courage without Ferocity,
And all the Virtues of man,
Without his Vices. 
Lord Byron

"Will there be dogs in heaven?"
I heard my children ask.
Their pup was struck by an auto
And they watched him breathe his last.
Will there be dogs in heaven?
Just ask old Saint Bernard.
Without his friend in that mountain pass
The going would be hard.
Will there be dogs in heaven?
Saint Francis thought there should.
That wolf he fed at Gubbio
Was just misunderstood.
Will there be dogs in heaven?
Just ask that thin blue line.
They won't go into danger
Without their partners from K-9.
Will there be dogs in heaven?
How many gave their all
Trying to save their masters' lives
And answered duty's call.
Your pup will run out to greet you
When you're at the Pearly Gates.
So make sure you get to heaven
For it's there your doggie waits.
-- Arnold Pancratz

An American War Dog

I am an American war dog
        I  obey orders from my brave handler
         My job is to find, save, help and comfort
   Being faithful is everything to me
Staying alert, I must always be
When my name is called out
Proudly I stand to serve with love
I so try to do what is asked of me
If I die on duty, please remember
I am an American war dog
And my brave handler is my best friend
God gave me a life to love and give
And to be there when there is need
The time may come for my duty to end
And I will proudly be a K9 Corp Veteran
It will be hard for me to stop serving
I'll want to continue, but know I cannot
Remember those like me who don't go to war
Many have duties that are so very important
I am an American war dog
And I have the best friend in the world!

2009 by Roger J. Robicheau                                                                                                
 www.k9veteransday.org 3/13/12    
 Southern Chapter
 PO Box 10
Bronson, FL 32621


You brought me home, one sunny day
 With you for year I would surely stay

I met your pack the children and wife
 I loved my new home and loved my new life

I slept on your couch at the foot of your bed
You looked at me lovingly while petting my head

For months we did train and our bonding grew
We're both partners and buddies in blue

We did school demos and never did wrong
Over the years my love did grow strong

How I loved to work and stand up and bark
 In the back of our car from light until dark 

We went call to call having fun all the way
 Until the call came on that one fateful day

A man with a gun the dispatcher did say
I jumped from my car when it pointed your way

Before leaving home I was told by your wife
I knew at that moment I'd give you my life

The bullet struck hard steady and true
The bullet struck me instead not strike you

 When you go home tell your wife I did good
Strong, tall and proud on the ground that I stood

I'm dead and gone now this much is so true
But I've done my job well in protecting you

~author unknown

A Precious puppy 
who grew up to be a Working K-9

I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep,
I could see that you were crying. 
You found it hard to sleep.
I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear,
It's me, I haven't left you. I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here.
I was close to you at breakfast, 
I watched you pour the tea,
You were thinking of the many times, 
your hands reached down to me.
I was with you at the shops today, 
Your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.
I was with you at my grave today,
you tend it with such care.
I want to reassure you, that I'm not lying there.
I walked with you towards the house, 
as you fumbled for your key.
I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said It's me.
You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there.
It's possible for me to be so near you everyday
To say to you with certainty, I never went away.
You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew....
In the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.
The day is over...I smile and watch you yawning
and say Goodnight, God bless, I'll see you in the morning.
And when the time is right for you
to cross the brief divide,
I'll rush across to greet you and we'll stand side by side
I have so many things to show you,
there is so much for you to see.
Be patient, live your journey out ...
then come home to be with me.
(author unknown)

The first to sense the hostility of a suspect,
The first to react to protect his master.
The first to enter where danger lurks.
The first to detect the hidden intruder.
The first to take action against violence.
The first to sense his mater's joy.
The first to know his mater's sorrow or fear.
The first to give his life in defense of his master.
The last to be forgotten by those how work with 
others like him. They know him as a "partner",
not just an animal.
(author unknown)
in several languages
There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth. It is called "The Rainbow Bridge" because of its many colors. Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge, there is a land of meadows, hills, and valleys with lush green grass. When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place. There is always food and water and warm Spring weather. Those old and frail animals are young again. Those who have been maimed are made whole again. They play all day with each other. But there is only one thing missing. They are not with their special person who loved them on earth. So, each day, they run and play until the day comes when one suddenly stops playing and looks up. The nose twitches, the ears are up, the eyes are staring, and this one runs from the group. You have been seen. When you and your special friend meet, you take him or her in your arms and embrace. Your face is kissed again and again. You look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet. Then, you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be separated.  (unknown author)

Last night in the twilight as I lay in my bed,
I heard my dogs praying and this is what they said.
It seems that these humans who love us so deep,
Cannot cross emotion, it runs far too deep.
If this is the last night I lay near this head,
Then please let them know somehow what I've said.
Right in their world is elusive and shy
The deeper the cause, the harder they try.
The first step is always in love and with care.
But soon it is pride that carries them there.
I am no victim, and they need no decree.
It's pride and its foolishness that will destroy me.
The human heart struggles at what it knows not.
And gains of the spirit can never be bought.
I pray in this twilight my human will see,
It's far more than flesh that bonds him to me.
I fear not the darkness, or unknown ahead.
It's leaving him here, that I fear instead.
For without me beside him, to look in these eyes,
There will be no more twilight, nor fairness of skies.
Please make his pen worthy to write of our trust,
Steady his sword and forward its thrust.
For gently this night passes us by,
And we once inseparable will soon say Good Bye.
Written by Mike Mc Connery September 6, 2000

My eyes are your eyes,
to watch you and 
to protect you and yours,
My ears are your ears,
to hear and detect evil mind in the dark,
My nose is your nose,
to scent the invader of your domain,
And so you may live,
My life is also yours.

I am a deputy in a canine crew.
I have been trained to see it through.
When danger is near my ears perk up,
They taught me that when I was a pup.
I am often there to protect your rights,
My presence sometimes hinders fights,
I never attach with thought to kill,
When subduing one, my job I fulfill.
I never worry a single thought,
As to how I will fare at a certain spot.
the love I have for a handler's care,
Is all I need, each day to fare.
And if some day my luck turns bad,
I will relish the joys I have ever had.
To be with men who stand for good,
In a special kind of "brotherhood."
The story's end by now you know,
Of how I tried for a better show,
When I was called and I gave my all
(Author Unknown)


When the days work is done, shelter me,
Give me a clean bed 
& leave me not too small a place in the stable.
Give me food and drink, and care for me.
Talk to me for your voice often takes the place of reins,
Be good to me and 
I will serve you yet more gladly and love you,
Don't tear at the reins,
Don't reach for your whip when we come to a hill,
Don't beat me or hit me if I misunderstand you,
But give me time to understand.
Don't think me disobedient if I fail to do you will,
Perhaps there is something a
miss with my harness or my hooves.
Check my teeth when I don't eat,
perhaps I have a bad tooth, you know that hurts.
Don't tether me too tight and don't crop my tail,
My only weapon against mosquitoes and flies,
and when the day comes, dear master,
when I'm no longer any use to you.
Don't let me starve or freeze, nor sell me.
Don't give me to a stranger
or a master who racks me slowly to death and 
lets me starve,
but be kind hearted and prepare for me
a fast and merciful death.
God will reward you for it,
now and in eternity let me ask that of you
and don't think of me lacking in respect
If I do it in the name of him who was born in the stable.
(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.
The loneliness of night closes in,
I will be at your side.
Together we will conquer
all obstacles and search out 
those who might harm others.
All I ask of you is compassion 
and the caring touch of your hands.
It is for you that I will unselfishly give my life.
Although our days together may be 
marked by the passing of seasons,
I know that each day at your side is my reward.
My days are measured by your footsteps.
I anticipate at every opening of the door.
You are the voice of caring when I am ill.
The voice of authority when I am wrong.
Together we shall experience a bond 
only others like us will understand.
Outsiders see us with envy.
I will quietly listen and pass no judgment,
nor repeat your spoken word.
I will remain silent and ever loyal.
When our time is done, you move on in the world.
Remember me with kindness and that 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.
We are the guardians of the night.
(Author Unknown)

God summoned a beast from the field, and He said,
"Behold man is crated in My image. Therefore, adore him. You shall protect him in the wilderness, shepherd his flocks, watch over his children, accompany him wherever he may go, even into civilization. You shall be his companion, his ally, and his slave.To do these things, I endow you with the instincts uncommon to other beasts: Faithfulness, Devotion, and Understanding, surpassing those of man himself. Lest it impair your courage, you shall never foresee your death. Lest it impair your loyalty, you shall be blind to the faults of man. Lest it impair your understanding, you are denied the power of words. Speak to your master only through your mind and your honest eyes.
Walk by his side; sleep in his doorway; ward off his enemies; carry his burden; share his affliction; love and comfort him. And in return for this, man will fulfill your needs and wants, which shall be only food, shelter
and affection.
So be a friend of man. Guide him through the perils along the way to this land I have promised him. This shall be your destiny and your immortality."
                The dog heard and was content.
(our Heidi)
(Author Unknown)

Grieve not for me for it has been ordained,
that my journey here be short.
Grieve not for me for my loyal presence
will ever remain in your heart.
I was sent to be a Guardian,
for the Guardians of Law in Blue.
A fearless, noble protector,
with a bond that few con construe.
With character unshakable,
and senses that are well heightened,
I was sent to be a defender,
so that your burden here would be lightened.
Grieve not for me for in heavenly blue,
our reunion day will come.
Grieve not for me for as partners again,
We will defend a greater Kingdom.
~unknown author~
Losing A Good Friend
By Bruce Bertram

Work seemed long today
The joy just wasn’t there, but it's over now
Home at last, in through the front door
A strange quiet, uneasy I begin to feel
What is it, as I slip into the shell of my home
My eyes catch the object of my fear
An empty bed in the corner, with a bone near
She’s gone; I’ve lost my best friend

He is my other eyes that see above the clouds, 
My ears that hear above the winds. 
He is the part of me that can reach out into the sea. 
He has told me that am his reason for being.
By the way, he rests against my leg. 
By the way, he thumps his tail at my smallest smile.
By the way he shows his hurt 
when I leave without taking him. 
I think it makes him sick with worry 
when he is not with me.
When I am angry, he clowns to make me smile. 
When I am happy, he is joy unbounded. 
When I am a fool, he ignores it. 
When I succeed, he even brags. 
Without him, I am only another man. 
With him, I am all powerful. 
He has taught me the meaning of devotion. 
He is loyalty itself. 
With him, I know a secret comfort and peace. 
He has promised to wait for me, whenever, where ever.
I will always need him as much as he needs me. 
"He is just my dog!"
~unknown author~
I am a Deputy in a K-9 crew.
I've been trained to see it through.
When dangers near my ears perk up,
they taught me that as a little pup.
I'm often there to protect your rights,
my presence sometimes hinders fights.
I never attack with thought to kill,
when subduing one, my job I fill.
I never worry a single thought,
as how I will fare at a certain spot.
The love I have for my handlers care,
is all I need, each day to fare.
And if some day my luck turns bad,
I'll relish all the joys I've had.
To be with men who stand for good,
in a special kind of brotherhood.
The story's end, by now you know,
of how I tried for a better show.
I did my best, though I did fall,
when I was called and gave my all.
~author unknown
Oh almighty God, 
whose great power and eternal
wisdom embraces the universe, 
watch over my handler while I sleep. 
Protect my handler from harm 
while I am unable to do so.
I pray, help keep our streets and homes
safe while my handler and I rest. 
I ask for your loving care because 
my handler's duty is dangerous. 
Grant my handler your unending strength
and courage in our daily assignments.
Dear God,
protect my brave handler,
grant your almighty protection, 
unite my handler safely with the family 
after the tour of duty has ended. 
I ask nothing for myself.
I met him as a young man, I was far beyond my years.
I met him with his mom and dad, his life was just beginning
His ruffled hair and dark mischievous eyes told me his story
and my love for him bloomed when he kept licking my face.
I thought, can this trusting puppy be what I want? Then I thought, 

I kept thinking of the token words "Protect & serve."
I looked at this tiny forlorn fluff of hair, could he do that?
My doubts and fears would quickly disappear.
His strength and intelligence amazed me.
How could this small animal out do a worldly man like myself
I had a lot to learn.

I thought training him cannot be this easy, 
he showed me how easy it was
Couldn't I just realize that he knows exactly what I want.
He made me proud, 
and I wondered as we worked together
what HE thought of ME?  

So many jobs we have done together.
the bad guys we have captured, 
and the good guys we have found
The praises we have sought, and the ridicule we have met

Time goes by so quickly, we are both a little older now 
and not so lively in our step.
It's a little frightening how rapidly our lives pass by
A boy - A puppy     -      A man - A dog.
I start to think about retirement. Does he think about his death?

We've had such a short time together, 
his lifetime is a shining star in mine 
I try to show him all I know, he ends up teaching me.

It's time. I tell him he's older now and must stay home.
I have called in sick - he never has.

While I am gone, he guards the house. 
He never feels the pain.
He meets me at the door as if to say, 
"I'm glad you made it on your own."

The vet tells me there's no hope,
I cry and pray that he is wrong.
My wife tells me he died in his sleep.
I know he never slept on duty.

I bury him in the backyard, a place he called home.
I wonder if he thinks it just another place to
"Protect and Serve" and I wonder...

What can I ever do in my lifetime to deserve
what I have known?
His wagging tail, his eyes, 
his love say more than I can ever share.

by: Joseph McPeek, 9/29/84 
Eric county Sheriff's Dept. OHIO

In The Line of Duty;
I hear them say
my family now the price to pay
My folded flag stained with their tears,
we only had those few short years
The badge no longer on my chest,
I sleep now in eternal rest.
--- Author Unknown ---



The deputy stood and faced his god,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his boots were shining, 
just as brightly as his badge.
“Step forward now, deputy. 
How shall I deal with you?”
“Have you always turned the other cheek,
to my church have you been true?”
The deputy squared his shoulders 
and said, “No Lord, I guess I ain’t, 
because all of those who wear badges
can’t always be a saint.
I’ve had to work most Sundays,
and at times my talk was rough,
and sometimes I’ve been violent
because the streets are tough.
But I never took a penny 
that was not mine to keep,
Though I worked a lot of overtime 
when the bills just got to steep.
I never passed a cry for help,
though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God forgive me, 
I wept unmanly tears
I know I don’t deserve a place
amongst all the people here.
They never wanted me around,
except to calm their fear.
But, if you have a place for me here,
Lord it needn’t be so grand.
I never expected or had to much,
if you don’t… I’ll understand.
There was silence all around the throne,
where the saints had often trod.
As the deputy waited quietly 
for the judgement of his God.
“Step forward now, deputy 
You have borne your burdens well.
Come work a shift on Heaven’s streets, 
You’ve done your time in HELL.”
Author Unknown

Don't grieve for me I served you well 
I loved you more than you could ever tell
I am now your guardian angel in brown
I will watch over  you, I'll always be around

I wore my badge with honor every day
to keep citizens safe and out of harm's way

So when you see a badge worn with pride
 remember the canines that have served and died 
~author unknown

A Rescue Poem
The Reason
(to you from all your rescue dogs)

I would've died that day if not for you.
I would've given up on life if not for your kind eyes.
I would've used my teeth in fear if not for your gentle hands.
I would have left this life believing that all humans don't care
Believing there is no such thing as fur that isn't matted;
Skin that isn't flea bitten, good food and enough of it.
A warm bed to sleep on, a couch to stretch out on,

A deep, soft pad just for me by your chair,

Your loving, quiet voice to gentle the nightmares away.
Someone to love ME!
To show me I deserve love just because I exist.
Your kind eyes, your loving smile, your gentle hands
Your big heart saved me...

You saved me from the terror of the pound,
Soothing away the memories of my old life.
You have taught me what it means to be loved.
I have seen you do the same for other dogs like me.
I have heard you ask yourself in times of despair
"Why do I do it?"
When there is no more money, no more room, no more homes…
You open your heart a little bigger, stretch the money a little tighter
Make just a little more room...to save one more like me.
I tell you with the gratitude and love that shines in my eyes
In the best way I know how…

Reminding you why you go on trying.

I am the reason
The dogs before me were the reason
As are the ones who will come after.
Our lives would've been wasted, our love never given;
We would die if not for you.
  ~~ Jeff Levine

There is a bridge connecting Heaven and
Earth. It is called the Rainbow Bridge
because of its many colors. Just this side
of the Rainbow Bridge, there is a land of
meadows, hills, and valleys with lush green
grass. When a  beloved pet dies, the pet
goes to this place. There is always food and
water and warm Spring weather. Those old
and frail animals are young again. Those who
have been maimed are made whole again.
They play all day with each other. But there
is only one thing missing. They are not with
their special person who loved them on
earth. So each day, they run and play until
the day comes when one suddenly stops
playing and looks up. The nose twitches, the
ears are up, the eyes are staring and this
one suddenly runs from the group. You have
been seen and when you and your special
friend meet, you take him or her in your
arms and embrace. Your face is kissed again
and again. You look once more into the eyes
of your trusting pet. Then you cross the
Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be

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