SIR WALTER WHO?

Who was that dog, what was his name?
Dog shows never brought him fame.
He had his faults, I must confide,
His head was just a trifle wide.
His two brown eyes were slightly light,
And that darn ear was such a sight.
His virtue far outweighed his vice,
A quality, that's always nice.
He was a friend to man and beast,
Great temperament to say the least.
His jet black coat was full and long.
His body sound, his muscles strong.
He single tracked, his top line straight;
Great reach and drive, a lovely gait.
We never put him in a show,
But that's OK because we know
He lived his life to fill one quest,
To please his people, to do his best.
He gave it all, his heart and soul.
There is no doubt, he met his goal.
My dream is someday we will see
His name behind some pedigree
Belonging to some famous sire
That set the collie world afire.
Then at last it will be clear
Just why we looked beyond that ear.
And all the world will finally know
Sir Walter, who we didn't show.

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