It has been one year since the Booze Dancers were faced with the grim news that our beloved mascot, the Whisky Dog, was suffering from late stage cancer and had to be put down. A nearly twelve year old, cocker/retriever mix, she had led a long and noble life and had been a near constant companion on many a night around the fire pit. So, on this her one year anniversary, we take a moment to recognize that while life has moved on, she is still missed. In keeping with that spirit, I give you, once again, the Ode to the Whisky Dog…
Ode to the Whisky Dog
Ignoring the weather or time of night
Once I had ignited the beacon light
Her tail a wagging she did run
To the patio in search of fun
From one Booze Dancer to another
To be hand-fed or just a bother
In search of Fritos, Doritos, or chips
Her appetite unquenched as we sipped
A fine companion, on a Glen Cairn night
Her fur slightly singed in the firelight
(Let’s not discuss or ever admit
Exactly how her fur got lit)
But to the beacon she’ll run no more
To St. Peter’s fire pit she will tour
To see what’s become of the angel’s share
A halo wrapped around her golden hair
So we will raise the Parting Glass
And hope as time begins to pass
That her constant presence no longer felt
Within our hearts will ever dwell
Categories: Booze Banter, Brew and Booze News






That’s really sweet. Loosing a pet is so hard…
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Thanks WW. While the kids have accepted her passing, my better half is still very sad and mentioned the whisky dog’s one year anniversary this morning.
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It’s been a year already? How did that happen? A fitting tribute to a dear friend.
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I couldn’t believe it was a year already when the Mrs. said something this morning. Now that I think about it, I don’t think I have fired up the chiminea since.
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That’s only because The Barthenon isn’t blast furnace friendly.
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The Mrs. wants me to fire it up tonight. I could still set it up off to the side and/or angle the vent pipe.
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A fitting tribute to a great pet!
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Thanks ROK. She may have hit the snacks kind of hard but left the whisky alone.
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I miss our Whiskey Dog! It’s not easy being the only furry critter around the fire.
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I just read this and found it very heartfelt. As someone whose dog is subject to hearing my thoughts about whisky when I do tastings, I can relate.
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Thanks WGR, we spent many a night enjoying her company while we were enjoying a lot of great whisky.
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