Maya thought she was a lap dog
and she liked reading books with me
but the one thing she liked better then all....
was a tennis ball
she was a really healthy dog
but I guess her spirit was faster then her and rushed right out
faster then the wind
she was not always that bright
but she was wonderful dog
and she will always be in our hearts.
Happiness radiates from the golden fur
Which the sun lights with rays of color
Focus faces the green orb of importance
As it leaps into the sky of everlasting blue
Never tired until the day is done
For everyone is a friend that loves to play
No one understands the want to talk
And the want to protect
Everyone understands the want for a treat
And the want for a friendly face
Kisses and comfort must be given
To assure that everyone is alright
Down the gray street onto the brown path
Is the way everyone wants to go
Friends and Family
Play and Ball
Treat and Walk
Wetness and Dryness
Dedicated to the memory of:
Maya Angelou Monhegan Obama Campbell
I miss you. I miss how you slept on the back on the couch like a cat and would sit with your little head on the window sill yearning to go out a play with anyone and everyone who passed by. I miss how you would jump down and wiggle over to me as soon as you would hear me grab your collar from the hook because you knew it was time for “work” and soon you would get to see your “kids”.
I miss our walks to and from school where you would strategically leave tennis balls every hundred yards so you could pick up and drop them off as we walked down the road together. Even on rainy days or grumpy days or cold days... you made me happy to get up and walk to work.
I miss how you would sleep at my feet while I worked in the morning and then would start pacing the school at 7:30 because you know the kids would be coming soon and how you would bark, and whine, and wiggle as soon as you saw them coming up the path. I loved how much you loved them. They loved you too and still do, so much.
I miss hearing your little feet trit-trot all over the school and hearing the boys call your name when they were sad or frustrated or bored. I miss how you could always make us laugh as you would sleep up side down or attack the bean bag chair or randomly begin ripping up items you found in the recycling bin. I miss your smile and the black spot on your tongue. I miss your wispy tail and the way your ears would get all crimpy when they got wet. I miss all the joy and energy and love you brought to our school. It is still here though as we talk about you and remember you and love you.
I miss how you would sit in front of the school house in a proud and protective state, knowing that it was your duty to guard us from evil-doers and unknowing tourists. I miss watching you make everyone you saw smile and laugh, hearing people call you “Bongos,” and watching you run and play. I miss loving you although that has not stopped, it feels different now that you are gone.
You had the best life a dog I could ever have hoped for. Part of that is because of where we lived, and part of that is because of the people who loved you, but another part of that is just who you were as an animal, a spirit, a being. You taught me to play hard, sleep hard, and love hard. To do everything with all of your being. To make the most of every, single moment... to love people (unless they yap just a little too much) and to never being anything but yourself.
I miss you so much, my little naughty-pants. You brought so much happiness into my life. You were the best dog I could ever have imagined. Thank you for being mine and letting me and so many others love you.
Love you forever and always and then some,
Thank you Maya... for being you.