Make much of me

Make much of me,

Your gundog pup.

And when you think I’m growing up

Show me what I need to do

To be a complement to you.

Be patient with my learning,

Which from my baby brain 

May not be very fast.

Show me again

The hunting, stopping, turning,

And I will understand at last.

When you take me shooting

I may be tempted but will not chase,

Watch me close and guide me

To the pheasant’s hiding place

And I will hunt and crash the brambles

Jump the fence and swim the stream

Pick up and scramble quickly back

To you the leader of my pack.

I will fulfil our dream.