Me And Thee And Bailey Makes Three.

Into our lives came a little four-legged bundle of joy. Small, compact with a stubby tail, Bailey appeared as though sent to us by someone who knew we had so much love within us, we had lots to share.

Silent Language

We look into a dogs eyes and it's their soul we see They talk to us without a sound for from sin their souls are free. We see their love and trust in us as they watch our every move. We see the fear of punishment when anger is our mood. Their silent language we all know, no doubt is in our minds. The body language says a lot but to their eyes we can’t be blind. Like children they tell us they feel bad though not a sound is made. Two anxious eyes bore holes in us when food is on our plates. All these things we all know without a single doubt. Those happy eyes when we come home, those eyes that want to shout! Silent language they possess is of the purest kind. Such love and trust and faithfulness it's the kind we rarely find. And when we sit our heads hung low in torment, filled with anguish, two eyes are there to offer help if we but hear their silent language.

Dog Haiku

I love my master; Thus I perfume myself with This long-rotten squirrel.

I lie belly-up In the sunshine, happier than You ever will be

Today I sniffed Many dog butts-I celebrate By kissing your face.

I sound the alarm! Neighbor-come to kill us all- Look! Look! Look! Look! Look!

I sound the alarm! Neighbor's cat-come to kill us all! Look! Look! Look! Look! Look!

I lift my leg and Wiz on each bush. Hello, Spot - Sniff this and weep

How do I love thee? The ways are numberless as My hairs on the rug.

My human is home! I am so ecstatic I have Made a puddle

I hate my choke chain - Look, world, they strangle me! Ack Ack Ack Ack Ack!

Sleeping here, my chin On your foot - no greater bliss - Maybe catching cats

Look in my eyes and Deny it. No human could Love you as much I do

The cat is not all Bad-she fills the litter box With Tootsie Rolls

Dig under fence-why? Because it's there. Because it's There. Because it's there.

I am your best friend, Now, always, and especially When you are eating.

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