Bajak was 17 at the start of June this year, I know, amazing hey. Here is a pic of the old boy from a few days ago, still goin' but goin' pretty slowly.
And here is an Ode to Bajak,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BAJI!!!
Ode on a Dog
What a creature is a dog
A beast disgusting as he is wise
A dog is a paradox (or a 'paradogs')
His breath, when a puppy, is as sweet as his tiny paws
Give him seventeen years, and it's hard to tell from which end
the fumes emanate!
He loves unconditionally
and, alas, uncritically!
A much anticipated deposit in the kitty litter,
or a freshly loaded nappy,
is as sweet
as a roast stolen from the kitchen bench.
Likewise, the pong-and-chew of a sneaker
is as covetous
as the Nike label was to his master.
he is threatened with a one way ticket to the pound
for yet another filthy misdemeanour.
He tries your patience for this squillionth time
and then regards you
eye to eye -
Mano a Doggo -
as only a dog can...
reads your heart with all the insight of a Lama
the precision of a lexographer.
He is a genius comedian
a furry confessor.
Protecting his charge
saw him charged!
He's a wolf in dog's clothing.
A family dog.
and every one's own dog -
A furry brother
and a best friend.
A Good Dog
A Bad Dog
An Old Dog...
Happy birthday, Bajak.
Lizzie xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx and Gabi. xxxxxxxxx
Here he is, Electric Dog - Powered Down
We love you, old boy!