PYR PROSE & POETRY
The expression of this dog seizes the observer, penetrates him, makes him sense
intensely the inestimable moral courage which is the 'Pyrenean expression'.
Indefinable. Impossible to describe.
The dog of the Pyrenees will remain himself because he is not like any other;
defying all strange surrounding, he escaped the caprice of fashion.
Let us pay tribute to this magnificent dog of ancestral nobility, who can assert his
perpetuity without flagging during the passage of centuries.
Milanollo Néthou
Painting by Maud Earl
One of Lady Sybel Grant's dogs
Their names were: "Patou, Patz, Putz, Néthou, Pastoure, Pastourette, Amoureuse,
Ténébreuse, Allumeuse, Basque, Salome and many more. Oh, Madam de
Trois-Fontaines-why did you ask me to write about them? They come:lovely,
white, faithful ghosts-trooping softly with light tread, across my heart-not so lightly
but that they leave an ache behind which will be never quite stilled.
In Memory of
CH. Kaskadian's Whitehope Timber
9/16/88-8/19/96
All of us who have gone on before:
Still have our shows, but on a distant shore.
The sun shines bright and the days are cool;
No place for stress, nor need to drool.
A new dog came to show today,
And join us in our ring side play.
A stately lad, good looking too;
Most handsome fellow, we welcome you.
So very elegant, he rounded the ring;
Applause was loud, how the crowd did sing.
We, up here, wanted you to know
That Tim Tim was the Best In Show.
August 30, 1996
Ode to Pyr Hair
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas,
There's magic in the air.
The house is all trimmed and ready
with beautiful Pyrenees hair.
We have the perfect answer
To create this festive scene
Because living with us in our house
is a built in snow machine.
Who needs silver glitter
or tinsel for the tree,
when our Pyr can provide it,
and it's all furnished free.
It's amazing what one can do
with this long and shiny hair.
It clings so nice to everything
and fits in anywhere.
And when your friends drop by to visit
and drink a cup of cheer,
There's a gift for them to take back
from your faithful, loving Pyr.
So here's to Pyrenees fur
Forever may it thrive
In your house and our house
As long as we survive.
Sarah Stombaugh
Spring has sprung, but the grass ain't
riz
The backyard's bare where the
Pyrenees is
The posies are chewed and the bushes
are chomped
They got in the way when the Pyrenees
romped
Sarah Stombaugh