MEMORIES of my CANINE FRIEND by Nick Arndt


Fritz, German Shorthaired-Pointer, Oct. 2002 – Jan. 2017


I wrote a short poem, here, the day my dad buried him in Arndt soil. Below are some memories that’ll last a lifetime:


Building fires in the woodstove for you to lay in front of…


Running with you at Spicer Lake, through a foot of powder, without a leash…


After popping a bag of popcorn, you’d follow me anywhere and everywhere, just to get some of your favorite snack…


You’d watch squirrels mock you from their safety of the power line at Zigler Street…


Watching you flush birds out of the Arborvitaes in the yard…


Chasing you around the yard, only to get consistently juked by your elusiveness…


You’d go into my bedroom and steal my Beanie Babies to flip around in the living room. However, you showed such self-control by not ripping them apart…


You’d recognize the “running clothes” attire as opposed to just “casual clothes”…and then beg to join in on the adventure…


Barking and chasing the Canadian Geese as they flocked and soared across the sky…


Watching you eat wild apples that fell from the apple tree in the front yard…


Letting you outside for hours, yet never once worrying about you crossing the border into neighbor territory, even without a shock-collar or fence.


Miss you, Fritzey!

Published by Nick Arndt

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