Treasure Island

Ray Lucero


Dogs (Homage)


Man’s best friend?

Why?

There is nothing quite as cute as a puppy
Dogs are more than pets, they’re companions
Dogs are fiercely loyal
Dogs protect life & property, even to their own demise
Dogs do not judge their masters
Dogs are grateful for any food fed them
Dogs can be trained to carry, guide, search, rescue and hunt
Dogs are great listeners
Dogs are ready to play anytime
Dogs are emotional sponges that absorb human misery
Dogs are wonderful match-makers and buffers
Dogs can chase away “The blues”
You can take a dog’s balls and he’ll still love you

Yes,
Dogs are 'Man’s best friend'
After all God is Dog spelled backwards...

Submitted: Saturday, December 08, 2007
Edited: Thursday, April 28, 2011

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