Some kids have birds,

Others have cats,

Mine have turtles,

Crabs and rats.

 

Scamp was mine

A big, fluffy, furry dog

Who went where I went

She was my big friend.

 

She was mine at three

A puppy and a little girl

We grew together

Always together.

 

Mom knew where I was

Even in the car asleep

For there sat Scamp

Waiting for me.

 

No other like my Scamp,

She protected us,

Chased skunks, killed rats,

And was always there, Waiting.

 

I still miss my Scamp.

I wonder even now

Is she still there

Waiting for me?