Day 30 - Track 8 Feed Jake

I heard this song, and saw the video and immediately thought of Fireball, my old dalmation, when I was young and on the farm. I could do and did do most things with him, to him, for him, etc. Good and bad, and yet he always came back for more. As I grew older, I wasn't as rough, as he was getting older. And as I mentioned in an earlier post, the cats loved him. I do remember when we had to put him down; he couldn't stand and was panting all the time, poor thing. As I have said, no farmer or hunter I have ever known wants to see any animal in pain.

All I can say is that I hope when it is my time to trundle off this mortal coil, that he will be there with Queen Bee, the cat that ruled the rest of teh cats during those days. But Fireball wasn't just my dog, he was also my fathers and mothers. But I know he liked me and Dad best, as I was always out and about doing something, and him beisde me, or my Dad, who took him and Little Fella, a small dog somoene dropped off on us later, for rides in the old green Nova or the farm truck. Even when dad had that wreck and over turned the truck, Fireball and Little Fella were there with him. No one was hurt, but Dad always said that both dogs tried to get in his lap as they were rolling.

And since the video had a nice story about two friends and their dog, and since this is my funeral, I thought it was appropriate.


Feed Jake by The Pirates of the Mississippi

I'm standing at the crossroads in life...
And I don't know which way to go...
You know you've got my heart, babe...
But my music's got my soul...
Let me play it one more time...
I'll tell the truth and make it rhyme...
And hope they understand me...
Now I lay me down to sleep...
I pray the Lord my soul to keep...

If I die before I wake...
feed Jake...
He's been a good dog...
My best friend right through it all...
If I die before I wake...
feed Jake...

Now Broadway's like a sewer...
Bums and hookers everywhere...
Wino passed out on the sidewalk...
Doesn't anybody care? Some say he's worthless, just let him be...
I for one would have to disagree...
And so would their mommas...

Now I lay me down to sleep...
I pray the Lord my soul to keep...
And if I die before I wake...
feed Jake...
He's been a good dog...
My best friend right through it all...
If I die before I wake...
feed Jake...

Now, if you get an ear pierced...
Some will call you gay...
But if you drive a pickup...
They say, no, you must be straight...
What we are and what we ain't...
What we can and what we can't...
Doesn't really matter...

Now I lay me down to sleep...
I pray the Lord my soul to keep...
And if I die before I wake...
feed Jake...
He's been a good dog...
My best friend right through it all...I
f I die before I wake...
feed Jake...
If I die before I wake...
feed Jake...
If I die before I wake...
feed Jake...