I saw you come into this world,
I loved you at first sight,
I bet your mum would have 7 pups,
You were number 7,I was right.

You came home with me at nine weeks old,
Our friendship had begun,
It's lasted now for fourteen years,
My Boy...we've had such fun.

"The Great Imposter",came to you,
Was told "nothing could be done",
We'll cherish what time we have left,
My "special little one".

When your illness was discovered,
With you I made a pact,
That no way would you suffer,
Your dignity would remain intact.

That Friday night just hit us,
We really weren't prepared,
To have to do the only thing,
To show you that we cared.

You went downhill so quickly,
Things looked oh so grave,
I held you close,looked in your eyes,
And told you to be brave.

It's been so hard to say this goodbye,
Sleep well Benson,now rest,
God's broken my heart,to prove to me,
He only takes the best.