My new friend is really loyal to me
She came to our house only recently
She's a new member of the family
She's rambunctious, cheeky and an iron will
If you're not careful she'll steal your tea!
But my new friend is still loyal to me,
Her ears look too big, her tail cut short
She's tall, skinny and gangly like youths are
But beautiful and attractive in truth,
She wears the same grey coat for evermore
She wears no shoes on her four padded paws
Her timbre is a deep resounding bark
I feed her twice daily, take her for walks
Play throw and catch with her favourite ball
She's quite an athlete once I let her go
I clean up after her and brush her coat
Her nose cold and wet, her eyes bright and warm,
We curl up together giving each other warmth
My new friend, Xena, the Weimaraner
She who trusts, knowing I'll never harm her.
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Author:
sue.evans (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem was written a while ago when we got Xena- as a young dog - we adopted her. She is now 13 years old - struggles with her back legs and has epilepsy but she is still loyal to us as we are to her.
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THE WEIMARANER ~ A German Hunting Dog ~ this must be a first like my poems about Laboratories ! Thanks for your tribute to XENA written by a true Canninophile ! Even though your beautiful Poem (and Picture) describe XENA as you first saw her 13 long years ago ~ she is still a Puppy in your heart ! Yours and a Cuddle for Xena ~ BRIAN
Ah thank you. Pets - particularly dogs soon become an integral part of the family! Xena certainly sets the agenda in our house😂
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