My job is making puppies

                                                            and I get two tries at that.

                                                            They pat me and tell me "Good Boy"

                                                            and that's the end of that.

                                                            It's half my job to give 'em teeth

                                                            and top-line, fronts and other.

                                                            Remember, it's only half my job-

                                                            they also have a mother.

                                                            It's not my job to carry pups

                                                            and make 'em grow or nurse 'em

                                                            And feed and clean and make 'em strong.

                                                            That's for "mother" and a person.

                                                            It's not my job to wean 'em

                                                            and fed calcium and food.

                                                            And stack and gait and housebreak

                                                            and make 'em show or brood.

                                                            It's not my job to plan the breeding

                                                            and learn what produces well,

                                                            To study pedigrees, learn what's there,

                                                            and pick out what to sell.

                                                            It's not my job to guarantee champs,

                                                            the breeder picks the pair,

                                                            To make and whelp and feed and show

                                                            and hope that champ is there.

                                                            It's not my job to be on hand

                                                            when points are given out.

                                                            The breeder, owners, dam and friends

                                                            take credit with a shout.

                                                            It's not my job to deliver a winner,

                                                            it's only genes I sell,

                                                            But let those puppies turn out bad,

                                                            and guess who catches HELL.

                                                            Author Unknown

Lament Of A Stud -