away. He was my best friend, my constant companion, and my canine child;
he passed away in my arms, while the vet did what he had to do.
Here's a photo of Judge, in our garden with his favourite toy:
Judge Teer, February 1991 - June 2006
I wrote a poem about Judge; it's not very good but here it is anyway:
My Best Friend
An Ode to Judge
by Rich Teer
My best friend is very special
He gives me all and asks for nothing
Except fresh water and a bowl of food
(And treats by the score if the truth be told)
My best friend lay by my side
During the long months I spent stuck inside
Down in the basement, writing my book
He'd melt your heart with just one look
My best friend used to run and play,
But now he just sleeps most of the day
Twitching and dreaming on his mat
I wonder if he ever caught that cat?
My best friend has big brown eyes
That twinkle like stars in velvet skies
With a fearsome bark and fluffy tail
His favourite songs made him wail
My best friend (his name is Judge)
Needs me for all, but I bear him no grudge
He gave me his love unconditionally,
Do I need to say he got the same from me?
My best friend has passed away
The house is cold and empty today
No more barking, no playing with toy
No more hugs with my little boy
When it comes for my time to end,
At last I'll be rejoining
My best friend
Rest in peace, little boy...