Poetry and the Deerhound
The wonder of we hounds has to be finding what the human companion writes of us. Here I reproduce a poem penned by a true admirer indeed and published in several locations on the Internet. Who was the author? . . . let the Rogue know.
MY HEART BELONGS TO A SCOTTISH DEERHOUND
The "royal dog of Scotland"-
Prized for its grace and speed,
Is a fearless breed indeed.
Intelligent, calm and gentle,
A dog with a heart of pure gold,
With enormous size and energy-
This breed is a joy to behold!
I could search the whole world over,
But no truer friend would be found-
Than the one I see
Looking up at me-
My wonderful Scottish Deerhound.