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Lend Me A Pup
I will lend to you for a while, a pup, God said one day,
For you to love him while he lives, and mourn him when he's gone away.
Maybe twelve or fourteen years, or maybe two or three.
But will you, 'til I call him back, take care of him for me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you and, should his stay be brief,
you'll always have his memories as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught below I want this pup to learn.
I've looked the whole world over in search of teachers true,
And from the folk that crowd life's land I have chosen you.
Now will you give him all your love, nor think the labour vain?
Nor hate me when I come to take my sweet pup home again?
God fancied that He heard them say “Dear Lord Thy Will be Done,
For all the joys this pup will bring, the risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness, we'll love him while we may,
And for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay.
But should you call him back much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes, and try to understand.
If, by our love, we've managed, your wishes to achieve
In memory of him we loved, please help us while we grieve.
And when our faithful bundle departs this world of strife,
Please let us have another pup to love him all his life.”
I will lend to you for a while, a pup, God said one day,
For you to love him while he lives, and mourn him when he's gone away.
Maybe twelve or fourteen years, or maybe two or three.
But will you, 'til I call him back, take care of him for me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you and, should his stay be brief,
you'll always have his memories as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught below I want this pup to learn.
I've looked the whole world over in search of teachers true,
And from the folk that crowd life's land I have chosen you.
Now will you give him all your love, nor think the labour vain?
Nor hate me when I come to take my sweet pup home again?
God fancied that He heard them say “Dear Lord Thy Will be Done,
For all the joys this pup will bring, the risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness, we'll love him while we may,
And for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay.
But should you call him back much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes, and try to understand.
If, by our love, we've managed, your wishes to achieve
In memory of him we loved, please help us while we grieve.
And when our faithful bundle departs this world of strife,
Please let us have another pup to love him all his life.”
~ Author Unknown ~
This part of our site is dedicated to those dogs who we have loved and lost throughout the history of Bassett Allsorts Flyball Club.
Click on each dog’s name to load a page giving details of that dog, including photos, times and BFA registration details.
Click on each dog’s name to load a page giving details of that dog, including photos, times and BFA registration details.
