The dog; no nobler being breathes extent.
Who else so full of love and courage raw?
Doth need more proof of sapient ascent;
the moment dog reached out with canine paw?
Lick your face when your visage is dirty?
Harken when the world is dark and bleak?
Snuggle when you’re not so snuggle-worthy,
and fain yip in joy, a kiss upon one’s cheek?
Who else wouldst be such a fine companion?
Always game to frolic; to chase a ball?
Chase their tail with such complete abandon,
and with their dying breath, still come to call?
My goal in life is simple and it’s free,
to be the soul my dog thinks me to be.
