A Famous Dog Story

The story I am about to tell you it well may be true For the one who told it to me for to give him his due Is one who does not make up stories nor neither is he One prone to imagine it would seem to me. We were swapping dog stories myself and old Lew Of dogs we heard tell of and dogs that we knew Of dogs who are honoured in story and rhyme The history of their greatness has lived on in time. But the best dog story he told me was one I heard before When I was a young school-boy going back five decades or more The greatest dog story that he can recall Perhaps is the greatest dog story of all. A story from early Spring the weather was cold The red shorthorn calf had strayed from her mother a young five days old In the field by the farm-yard the cow bellowed around But her calf did not reply and was not to be found. The farmer searched for her with Shep his brown cattle dog But no trace of the calf in the field by the bog He then thought the calf may have strayed and in a bog hole drown Still no trace of the young heifer though the bog he searched up and down. But in the gray dawning of the very next day Old Shep the brown dog to the yard made his way With the red heifer calf suckling on the end of his tail That the clever dog had dipped into a full milk pail. The mother cow was delighted her calf she did lick And none more relieved than the old farmer Mick As he patted his dog you're a hero he did say This a famous dog story that lives on today.