Friday, February 8, 2008

A Poem

A good friend e-barked us the below poem. We knew many of you in cyber-paw land would enjoy it.

Essex & Deacon


My dogs live here, they're here to stay.
You don't like pets, be on your way.
They share my home, my food my space
this is their home, this is their place.

You will find dog hair on the floor,
they will alert you're at the door.
They may request a little pat,
a simple 'no' will settle that.

It gripes me when I hear you say
'Just how is it you live this way?
They smell, they shed, they're in the way..'
WHO ASKED YOU? is all I can say..

They love me more than anyone,
my voice is like the rising sun,
they merely have to hear me say
'C'mon, time to go and play'
then tails wag and faces grin,
they bounce and hop and make a din.
They never say 'no time for you',
they're always there, to GO and DO.

And if I'm sad? They're by my side.
And if I'm mad? They circle wide.
And if I laugh, they laugh with me.
They understand, they always see.

So once again I say to you
come visit me, but know this too..

My dogs live here, they're here to stay.
You don't like pets, be on your way.
They share my home, my food, my space
this is their home, this is their place.

----------- Aurthur Unknown

3 comments:

Pacco de Mongrel said...

we love this poem...thanks for sharing with us..

except for the line 'i dun ask for a pat'... i'm quite nasty towards stranger.... heheh..

TAPhillips said...

We wike your pome. Dogmom has a sign on the door that says "Dogs Live Here. You Don't. Any Questions?"

Wuf Ya!
Gomey and Oper

Orable & Charlie said...

hear, hear! What a great little poem. It's a good thing that we have humans who understand in this world, though they still might have a way to go (mud on the carpet, rolling in ripe-smelling objects, etc. is not always tolerated in good humour!) you know their hearts are in the right place when they love you just for being you own doggy self, share their world with you & love to just have you around!

licks
-Charlie