Rufuz has got me well trained,
I wear the pants & the collar,
Of the use of the collar he has to me explained,
He holds the other end while we walk,
After all, he is, not I, the herein scholar…
He’s taught me to offer my hand,
When up he raises his paw,
I do as well give licky kisses when requested,
I watch the car while he shops, taking little naps,
I like to stay alert and well rested…
He does give me a treat,
While learning to be a good boy,
Sometimes he also buys me a little toy,
And gives them to me when nicely of others I greet…
© ed ;-) 3/26/09
Blessings and Love - Micke
In Spirit,
Bear
I love your Rufuz stories. Of course, any one that shares space with an animal knows they can never be owned. They can be your trusted companion, play with you,listen to you, but you really can't say "I own this animal, for in truth they own you!" You've pointed that out quite well.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Georg
Newfie hugs, Rose