Truly, more ornament than dog
You are warmer than a fireplace when I enter a room
A beckoning of comfort
A cosy delight
Time pulls you to the ground as you begin to stretch
But as time stretches you
You turn into an antique

Old Humfry...
We wonder if you are still alive at times
And with paranoid anticipation
We look for your heartbeat
As you meet our eyes in reassurance

Old Humfry...
Now when I visit years past
I'm always surprised at how healthy Humfry looks
He still had years and years in him it seems.
Until one day when Mother told me
He has been dead for 2 years
She had him stuffed and nobody noticed

Old Humfry...
A symbol of home You remain forever.