Rockin the airwaves and saying goodbye

I had the best time tonight co-hosting Berdalee's radio show on KGGV in Guerneville CA. We threw out a whole pile of tunes about dogs, many of which I'd never heard before. Of course I spiced it up with some of my poetry, including When A Dog Dies. When I got home I learned that one of our beloved members of the Best Friends Canine Club here in Rohnert Park CA died today. Poppy was a member of Fight Club, a select group that loved to mix it up every morning. Poppy was sort of the announcer. She'd often sit to the side and bark endlessly, a sort of play-by-play announcer that only dogs could understand. She was a sweet dog. The park will be much quieter without her around.

I remember the first day I met Poppy. We did a traditional nose sniff greeting. She smelled very friendly.

WHEN A DOG DIES

There is an ice-cold stream

That runs through the human heart

When a dog dies

There is a loss too cruel 

To explain

When a dog dies

Embarrassment can stalk that grief

And muzzle the hearts cry

But those who know

Will see it in your eyes

When a dog dies

Warren Peace

Translated by Brian Narelle

Rest in peace good buddy.