He looks about with languid eyes,
Waiting for his daily bread of liver and rice,
Waited upon hand and foot, spoiled by all,
Our family sweetheart and only three feet tall.
Our darling Dobby, our very own pet,
Said to be a dog but can fool the vet,
Timid like a mouse, silly as a goat,
Human he may be, dog he ain't not.
Waiting for his daily bread of liver and rice,
Waited upon hand and foot, spoiled by all,
Our family sweetheart and only three feet tall.
Our darling Dobby, our very own pet,
Said to be a dog but can fool the vet,
Timid like a mouse, silly as a goat,
Human he may be, dog he ain't not.
very playful he is now,for he is very young,
ReplyDeletebe wary of time when his age catches up with him,
when he wont care if u ask him to fetch,
even the idea of wagging his tail wud be far-fetched,
u wud wonder. does a dog's love only depends
only on who gives him food,
or it cud be u are being prepared,
for his depature....