why own a dog

Why own a dog? There's a danger you know,
You can't own just one, for the craving will grow.
There's no doubt they're addictive, wherein lies the danger,
While living with lots, you'll grow poorer and stranger.

One dog is no trouble and two are so funny,
The third one is easy, the fourth one's a honey.
The fifth one is delightful, the sixth one's a breeze,
You find you can live with a household with ease.

So how 'bout another? Would you really dare?
They're really quite easy but oh Lord the hair!
With dogs on the sofa and dogs on the bed,
And crates in the kitchen, it's no bother you said.

They're really no trouble, their manners are great,
What's one more dog and just one more crate?
The sofa is hairy, the windows are crusty,
The floor is all footprints, the furniture all dusty.

The housekeeper suffers, but what do you care?
Who minds a few nose prints and a little more hair.
So let's keep a puppy, you can always find room,
And a little more time for the dust cloth and broom.

There's hardly a limit to the dogs you can add,
The thought of a cutback sure makes you sad.
Each one is so special, so useful, so funny,
The vet and the food bill grows larger, you owe money.

Your folks never visit, few friends come to stay,
Except other dog folks, who live all the same way.
Your lawn has now died, and your shrubs are dead too,
But your weekends are busy, your off with your crew.

There's dog food and vitamins, training and shots,
And entries and travel and motel which cost lots.
Is it worth it, you wonder? Are you caught in a trap?
Then that favorite dog comes and climbs in your lap.

His look says you're special and you know that you will,
Keep all of the critters in spite of the bill.
But winter's a hassle, the dogs hate it too,
But they must have their walks though they're numb and you're blue.

Late evening is awful, you scream and you shout
At the dogs on the sofa that refuse to go out.
The dogs and the dog show, the travel, the thrills,
The work and the worry, the pressure, the bills.

The whole thing seems worth it, the dogs are our life
They're charming and funny and offset the strife.
Your lifestyle has changed - things won't be the same.
Yes, those dogs are addictive and so is the game!

~ Author Unknown ~

~A Dog's Prayer~

Author Unknown

Treat me kindly, my beloved master for no heart in the
world is more grateful for kindness than the loving heart
of me.  Do not break my spirit with a stick, for though I
lick your hand between the blows, your patience and
understanding will more quickly teach me the things you
would have me do.

Speak to me often, for your voice is the world's sweetest
music, as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail
when your footstep falls upon my waiting ear.

When it is cold and wet, please take me inside, for I am
now a domesticated animal, no longer used to bitter elements,
and I ask no greater glory than the privilege of sitting at
your feet beside the hearth.  Though had you no home, I would
rather follow you through ice and snow than rest upon the
softest pillow in the warmest home in all the land, for you
are my God, and I am your devoted worshipper.  Keep my pan
filled with fresh water, for although I should not reproach
you were it dry, I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst.

Feed me clean food, that I may be well, to romp and play and
do your bidding, to walk by your side, and stand ready,
willing and able to protect you with my life should your life
be in danger.  And, beloved master, should the Great Master
see fit to deprive me of my health or sight, do not turn me
away from you.  Rather hold me gently in your arms as skilled
hands grant me the merciful boon of eternal rest... and I will
leave you knowing with the last breath I drew, my fate was ever
safest in your hands.

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