Don’t Call My Dog “Old”

Summary

The poem "Don’t Call My Dog “Old”" by Rita Duponty captures the emotional resistance to acknowledging a cherished dog's aging, despite the physical signs, due to the dog's enduring spirit and the owner's deep bond.

Abstract

The poem is a heartfelt expression of the emotional attachment between a pet owner and their aging dog. It conveys the owner's reluctance to label their dog as "old" despite visible signs of aging, such as graying fur and reduced playfulness. Instead, the owner chooses to focus on the dog's continued zest for life, such as the ability to run fast and chase animals. The poem underscores the dog's loyalty and the immense value the pet holds, comparing it to silver or gold. It touches on the universal struggle of accepting the realities of aging, both in our pets and within ourselves, and the profound sense of loss that comes with their eventual passing.

Opinions

The author believes that aging should not define the capabilities or the spirit of their dog.
Despite physical changes, the dog's loyalty and companionship remain invaluable to the owner.
There is a strong emotional denial against the dog's aging, reflecting the owner's love and the difficulty of acknowledging mortality.
The poem suggests that the bond between a pet and its owner transcends the physical aspects of aging.
The author implies that the true essence of their dog is not diminished by age, but rather by the inevitable end of life.

Don’t Call My Dog “Old”

Picture of Popple, by Rita Duponty

You can call my dog fat. You can say he looks husky and all that…

but, don’t call him “old.”

When he wants he can run as fast as the pack or chase seven cats and one rabbit into a hole.

but, don’t call him “old.”

He can sleep more than he eats, and he never plays with toys once considered his treat.

but, don’t call him “old.”

His black eyes are now circled in gray. but to me it is his loyalty that transcends into each and every day.

His value is greater than silver or gold. He is my friend, companion, and yes… I heard it told, he is getting old.

Author’s Note: It’s hard to accept when a beloved pet, part of the family, is getting older. Perhaps it is not only our love for them, but a little bit of the truth that we too are growing older with each day. Whatever it is, it’s heartbreaking when they are gone.