He's Just My Dog
He's just my dog.
He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds;
My other ears that hear above the winds.
He has told me more than a thousand times over that I am his
reason for being,
By the way he rests
against my leg,
By the way he thumps his tail at my smallest smile,
By the way he shows his hurt when I leave without taking
him.
I think it makes him sick with worry when he is not along to
care for me.
When I am wrong, he
is delighted to forgive.
When I am angry, he clowns to make me smile.
When I am happy, he is joy unbounded.
When I am a fool, he ignores it.
When I succeed, he brags.
Without him, I am
only another person.
With him, I am all powerful.
He has taught me that
the meaning of devotion is loyalty itself.
With him, I know the secret comfort and a private peace.
He has brought me understanding where before I was
ignorant.
His head on my knee can heal my human hurts.
His presence by my side is protection against my fears of dark
and unknown things.
He has promised to wait for me ... whenever ... wherever
...
In case I need him, and I expect I will, as I always
have.
Who is he? He's just MY
DOG!
Author Unknown (but greatly
appreciated!)

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