izzy...this is a poem I put on a year or so ago, when one of our lovely members lost her darling Penny...I don't know if it's the one you mean - but here it is...

                         If It Should Be

 If it be I grow frail & weak,

And pain should wake me from my sleep,

Then you must do what should be done,

For this last battle can't be won.

You will be sad, I understand,

Don't let your grief then stay your hand,

For this day more than all the rest,

Your love & friendship stand the test.

We've had so many happy years,

What is to come will hold no fears.

You'll not want me to suffer, so

When the time comes, please let me go,

I know in time you too will see,

It is a kindness you do me.

Although my tail its last has waved,

From pain & suffering, I've been saved.

Do not grieve that it should be you,

Who has to decide this thing to do.

We've been so close, we two, these years,

Don't let your heart hold any tears.

                          in memory of my darling Jake