I believe in giving thanks where thanks is due...

Over my desk hangs a plaque mounted poster
A picture of a shaggy dog sitting at a desk
He sits in a Victorian armchair
He is wearing a smoking jacket
A white shirt and gold cuff links
In his hand he holds a fountain pen
It appears he is writing a manuscript
He is surrounded by old worn books
Titles such as Kubla Kanine, Scarlet Litter
And of course the classic Citizen Canine
A crystal glass of red wine and
A plate of ripe looking swiss cheese
Sit in front of him on the desk
He has no time for leisurely meals
Moths flitter among the crammed bookshelves
There is a caption along the bottom
“It was a dark and stormy night…”

Why am I telling you all this you might ask?
Because he is my true muse
And he deserves some recognition
I have written three books under his gaze
Over two hundred poems met his approval
He deserves at least partial credit for all I write
To some he is just a silly poster of a dog dressed like a human
…but to me, he is my friend.