Can there possibly be,
any more affable and
devoted friend than big old dog?
Dogs; the only animal in the world,
bred, and raised that have within
them one driving passion and desire,
to live along side and please their
Should we find reason to scold,
or forcibly correct them for some
transgression of unwanted behavior,
They merely love us with their eyes
of shinning acceptance and affection,
Ready to forgive and forget.
A dog is not petty, they hold no grudges.
They seldom nag, never talk too much,
In short they are the perfect friend.
Other than a hopeful encouraging gaze,
Two times a day, like clock work,
Beseeching us as they do, for food,
They seldom require anything of us.
Except to be protected, loved
And treated fair.
Oh sure they also let us know when,
they need to go outside to do their Duty.
Now that is so completely preferable,
to that other odious option.
How **** smart is that?
Sometimes I don't even know,
when I got to go to the bathroom,
And I'm an intelligent human.
At least once a day, they
conspicuously stand at the
door, leash in their mouth
looking to go outside,
for a little exercise.
And gentle reminder to us,
that a brisk walk would,
do us more good, than them.
I can sometimes be a little down,
When along comes my canine clown,
And charms and delights all that,
Right out of me. Such is their nature.
Even merely going out to the garage,
for less than five minutes,
Upon my return, I'm excitedly,
lovingly greeted as if,
I'd been gone forever.
Five minutes or five days,
To a dog, it does not matter.
Unconditional love has
no built in time meter.
If you could hook up,
their gyrating, manic tails,
to your house current,
no utilities' bills need be paid.
Sometimes I swear,
that old dog of mine,
is actually smiling.
Long tailed dogs can be a bit of a menace,
What with their "Excitement Whip" appendage,
slapping seated kids on the floor, in the face,
And sweeping all the little bric-er-brac,
keep sakes, right off your coffee table.
A small price to pay for all their affection,
I like people just fine,
but I must honestly admit,
to the company of noble dogs,
I can be completely content.
Sure occasionally I seek the
of some good humans
As long as my dog,
can come along,
and attend the party too.
When I was a child,
we moved a lot,
were not in abundance.
It was an old loving dog.
that pulled me through,
all those dark hours and,
I have never forgotten.
It was about then,
that I truly understood,
that dogs are people too.
Much smarter than,
we give them credit.
The only real sad part
to this compatible pairing,
this marriage of the heart,
is that we must always,
it seems, out live our buddies.
Love is love and
gone is gone
can ever change that.
That loss has come
to me, more times
than I care to remember.
I weep and morn and
Swear to never ever,
Suffer that pain again.
That my last dear friend,
was beyond replacement.
Yet a sweet new
little puppy can
do wonders to heal
a sad broken heart.
Once more you begin,
to open your soul
and embrace that
young pup forever.
And what was old,
is new again.
And just starting over,
that fresh beginning,
That new budding
Is what's important.
For no man is an Island
as long as he has a
good dog beside him.
A little surgery, sure. Over stated, maybe too
sentimental, could be. But if you ever had a
great dog in your life I think you'll get it.
To those of you that hate this write, go buy
or rescue a dog and a year or so later talk
to me. Or better yet write some verse.
I bet it will contain some of this same
sentimental dribble will drip from your