A dog's life

He was brought in as a puppy,
Romping around, he was happy,
He didn't have a care in the world,
On the sandy beach, he rolled.

Older he grew, he was stubborn,
Impatience, in his master he'd discern,
With a dog trainer, he spent his time,
He grew bigger, into his prime.

He knew to respond to a whistle,
Seeing strangers, his fur would bristle,
Loyal, he was to his master,
He had prevented many a disaster.

In the backyard, he did spy,
A little girl, eating her pie.
He went closer, wanting to befriend,
And, a friendly paw, he did extend.

Soon, the two were inseparable,
To be without one, the other wasn't able,
Thus, they continued to live on,
soon, they realized, how time had gone.

Time passed by, he became slower,
He couldn't lead, became a follower,
Day-by-day, he grew weaker,
He could hardly drink from his beaker.

The vet said, he'd soon be gone,
upon the master, the bills piled on,
They wanted for him, all the comfort,
For he had loyally, once held fort.

His little friend was inconsolable,
To forget him, she was unable,
All the good times, together they spent,
she remembered, amidst, her lament.