We are both one in the same,

As well neither of us does seem to care,

Should I be happy or of this should I be scared…?J

We live life together,

Him though sometimes on a tether,

This has to be as he chases creatures of a feather,

Me, on the other hand does seem to be, of late, into leather…J

He does sleep at my feet,

Though I wish him next to me,

In the winter he keeps me warm,

In the summer, I don’t allow around him the bugs to swarm…J

We take care of each other,

Kinda like a mother and brother,

Don’t ask which is which,

As in that case we are both interchangeable,

Sometimes I, but most times he does squat in the woods &/or in a ditch…J

© ed & Rufuz 5/21/06