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Pet Poems

Shiekee My Pup by Suzae Chevalier


Shiekee, Shiekee wagging her tail
at the top of the steps, little bark no yelp.
She came to me as scared as can be
She was yelled at when she peed.
She was even scared to pee outside
She would not touch the ground
She would run and hide.
She did get potty trained
with a little refrain.
I started traveling so I had to give Shiekee away,
I gave her to a girl, but she did not want to stay.
She actually pooped all over her place
I laughed I know she was playing a game.
Girl called up and said “Is she potty trained? ”
I got Shiekee home and she wagged her tail and smiled
I knew what she was doing all the while.
Now Shiekee is not with me
she is with a lady down the street.
She plays with a Beagle in the backyard,
they play real rough, they play real hard.
She has a playmate now and I am glad
she was the cutest and only girl dog I ever had.

Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 26, 2011

Ta-Shieka My Pup – Poem by Suzae Chevalier


Barking, barking your cute little bark-

I found you on a prayer and a lark.

You were a traveling “runaway pup”
who made your home anywhere

you’ld end up.

You were my birthday present

in 1993-

Straight from Kansas in the middle of wheat.

Now, I’m so happy

you became my pet

all those years I’ll never forget.

All the memories of running

in the fields

like when I sprained my ankle

you kneeled at my heels.

Making sure I was home & safe

I return the love in so many ways.

Now it’s sad that I was not with you

if I would of known earlier

I would of flew

flew up to see you.

One last precious time

to say “I love you pup” and

my say last goodbye…

Written by Suzae Chevalier on February 4, 2011

Maya’s Martini


Maya Johnson and Martini

Martini the little shiatsu was cute as can be

Wagging his tail so carefree.

by the ocean with good friend Suzy.

Now he was very aware

for when he got scared

he hid under Maya’s desk

and there he would rest

his head on Maya’s small feet

then he’ld look up for a treat.

“Now why did you name him Martini? ”

I asked Maya quizzically one day.

Then Maya turned her head to say

“Well, this is the story Sue Chevalier–

“Martini was named after the club

where people like to dance–

I met my husband Ron

there by circumstance.”

All three used to live together by the sea

Martini passed on but Maya has fond memories

of her sweet Shiatsu dog named Martini.

Written by Suzae Chevalier on Feb.7, 2011

Updated on March 26, 2019