Ode to a Dead Dog

My neighbor’s dear dog, Morgan, passed away last week. She was a terrific working dog who helped out with Search and Rescue operations, finding people lost in the woods, alive or dead. We held a Memorial service for Morgan on Sunday. All of her doggie friends were invited, puzzled to find her missing at her own party. I sang a rendition of Amazing Grace, adapted for dogs. Here I am singing it, tears and all.

Amazing grace how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me,

I once was lost but now am found, was blind but now I see.

‘Twas God that sent us dogs to love, and God that sets dogs free

How blessed is the love they share, when they pass on, how we grieve.

When we join our family, pets, and friends upon that golden shore

Our hearts will leap with everlasting joy to be with our pack once more.

Praise God, praise dogs, praise God again, Morgan is already there

She is not dead, she’s romping still in that meadow in the air.

She’s diving and swimming and sniffing and searching

But no one is lost only found,

There are no tears there, no sorrow or fear, nothing but joy unbound.

When we’ve been there 10,000 years bright shining as the sun,

We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise and bask in our doggies’ love.

Amazing grace how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me,

I once was lost but now am found, was blind but now I see.

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