Oh, Nanook
You of the plushest fur and darkest eyes
Who kept your person's heart secure
Through so many troubled times
Sweet Nanook, who could shed a whole snowstorm
Who would tolerate soggy fur from human tears
Nanook of the North, well Northern New York, anyway
Rest in peace now sweet boy
Old age and pain is now behind you
And you are free to romp and play again
And watch over your mom, and all your siblings, okay
Keep them safe, and when the time is right
Send them a good snow, just from you.