Goodnight Moe It was good to know you, found you in the rickety Virginia City wooden shelter alone, staring sadly out at the world so small, I guess you could call it a rescue.
Once the puppy stacking wild mustang poops on the front deck Running wild with the coyotes You always were a scrapper When eye contact made, Your half hour battle with Bingo on a frozen Nevada night Slipping on the snow and ice.
The night you walked by my side When the blizzard came Keeping me from falling down that hill when I was sliding, how'd you know? Goodbye Moe It was good to know you.
Waking us up with the first light of dawn Sticking your nose Into my tears Licking away my sorrows Curled at our feet on a cold winter night Chasing the cougar Up the Tamarack tree When the wild purple onions were blooming You always had that faster second speed. Now your legs can hardly hold you And when the puppy came You were big daddy Patient and teaching a young one how to be As you taught me Goodbye Moe it was good to know you.
Well, now that puppy is probably Going to outlive me, outlive you, And now that the volume of your hearing has been turned down The thunder and July 4th no longer send you panting You were always to big to be a lap dog. Now silence is all you know
Far away from those Virginia City Mountain days Everything changes Everything passes Time spins around Our days and our nights.
Now hobbling along Dry Lagoon Where the big waves curl You stand bewildered and confused But when you see me you know which direction to go.
The night is coming We know that Better head on home
Goodnight Moe it was good to know you.
Seymour "Moe" Butts, a red tip Australian Shepherd, 16 years old, is still with us, but his days are counting down