I pity the man who has never known
The pleasure of owning a pup;
Who never has watched his funny ways
In the business of growing up.
I pity the man who enters his gate
Alone and unnoticed at night,
No dog to welcome him joyously home
With his frantic yelps of delight.
I pity the man who never receives,
In hours of bitterest woe,
Sympathy shown by a faithful dog
In a way only he seems to know.
I pity the man with a hatred of dogs;
He is missing from life something fine;
For the friendship between a man and his dog
Is a feeling almost divine.
- Author Unknown
Don't cry, Mommy,
I'm Okay!
The Angels came,
I couldn't stay.
God brought me home,
He loves me, too!
He said that I can
Watch over you.
I know you love me,
I love you, too.
That's why I'll do
My best for you.
That's my new job,
To wait for you
Until you come,
Here's what I'll do:
I'll run and romp,
And play with glee!
I'll lift my leg,
When I have to pee!
But most of all,
I'll guard you well.
I'm up here watching,
Can't you tell?
Think of me,
I'll hear your voice.
And know you made
The perfect choice.
You saved me once,
I'll not forget!
You took care of me,
But better yet:
You loved me.