Old Jack The Dog Poem by Francis Duggan

He was hit by a car as a puppy which left him in a lot of pain
And though he did recover from his injury the handicap he did retain
His hind legs they did not seem quite right and he could not run at a fast pace
But he was a good dog to work cattle and he kept the bull in his place.

A big brown dog he was rather hairy and he was a hard one to beat
I see him in many a battle and he never knew of defeat
But old age slowly crept upon him his muzzle it looked rather gray
And there was much grieving in our house on the day that old Jack passed away.

Old Jack was a gallant old war dog from a challenge he never backed down
He beat every dog that he fought with on our side of old Millstreet Town
Yet he was so gentle with people and always so relaxed and quiet
And if other dogs him did not challenge then Jack he would not start a fight.

More than four decades have passed since old Jack died but him i remember today
Devoted to us when we were young and admirable in every way
He was such a rugged old fellow well known around the Countryside
And it was a sad day in our house on the day that our cattle dog died.