They walk beside me silently,
No patter of their feet,

No deep echo of their barking,
When other dogs we meet.

I see them running in the field,
So gracefully gliding,

Through those long glades of memory,
Poignantly abiding,

They come with me in silence, but
I never walk alone,

For these are the living spirits
Of the dogs that I have known

Shaefer the most beautiful dog I
ever owned did all I asked and more