As far as pets go...he was second to none..
He didn't eat much..when we'd lunch at 21...
His favorite dish was a filet mignon...
Oh say it's not so...that my Poochie is gone.
Just mention "chateau"...
and his tail it would wag..
But he'd hang his head low,
when I'd ask for a doggie bag.
Wouldn't settle for bones...
or a dirty old rib...
but he looked oh so cute in his lobster bib.
When we would go out...
he would hold his head high...
A prince...with a snout...
and a gleam in his eye...
And together we'd shop at Versace and more...
then scoop up his poop..
wearing Christian Dior..
Always did what he ought to...
a dog without peers...
A life much too short...too short even in dog years!
Too good to do tricks...
wouldn't sit up and beg...
I can see him now grinning..
while clutching your leg.
