Retriever The things he brings us! Take him for a walk he’s back in a flash, with all sorts in his mouth. Bones, of course - well-chewed, and second-hand; don’t look too close. Pass on, quick before you play the recognition game. Just scraps, the trimmings, snips; all these other lives he’s got his teeth into. Google! Daft name for a dog D. A. Prince If you have any comments on this poem, D. A. Prince would like to hear from you.