A Tripawd’s Love Poem

My family’s kind, my family’s sweet;

They don’t care I have 3 feet.

I think today they love me more

than the time when I had 4.

They bought me lots of brand new stuff;

A pretty quilt with lots of fluff,

Some squishy food that tastes so good,

An ugly shirt that has a hood.

I try to walk and then they help,

and now I hardly ever yelp

unless my sore place gets bumped hard,

or I fall down in my yard.

I love my family ’cause they love me.

They even clap when I go pee!

I show love daily without fail;

I say it when I wag my tail.

Author: Dakota Dawg

Dakota lived high in Colorado and was a member of the February Furballs. He lost a front leg to soft tissue sarcoma on 2-11-11. Dakota impulsively decided to see what the whole "rainbow bridge" business was about on 12-15-12 and before we could stop him, he was gone. But never forgotten. Never. View all posts by Dakota Dawg