See how in this poem, a dog pleads to demonstrate that he or she isn't built of eye candy. It makes us realize that all dogs are special. And you don't need to be a pretty dog to be a great friend.
Yes, I Am A Show Dog
They asked if I’m a show dog, I heard my Mom say "No".
She said that I was better,
And didn’t need to go.
I show my family that I love them,
With hugs and kisses true,
With extra special tenderness,
When one is sick or blue.
I show my family that I care,
Almost every day,
When strangers pass by our house,
I shoo them all away.
I show my family I adore them,
When I greet them at the door,
With happy yips and wagging tail,
Who could ask for any more?
I show my family that I’m loyal,
And love them all the same,
When they make mistakes with me,
Or forget to play my favorite game.
I show my kids that I’ll protect them,
When Monsters come in the night,
I chase them all out the window,
And cuddle to ease the fright.
So I may not be a show dog,
With pretty hair and bows,
But my family, they do love me,
And it’s for them that I do show.
By Marian Whitley
They asked if I’m a show dog, I heard my Mom say "No".
She said that I was better,
And didn’t need to go.
I show my family that I love them,
With hugs and kisses true,
With extra special tenderness,
When one is sick or blue.
I show my family that I care,
Almost every day,
When strangers pass by our house,
I shoo them all away.
I show my family I adore them,
When I greet them at the door,
With happy yips and wagging tail,
Who could ask for any more?
I show my family that I’m loyal,
And love them all the same,
When they make mistakes with me,
Or forget to play my favorite game.
I show my kids that I’ll protect them,
When Monsters come in the night,
I chase them all out the window,
And cuddle to ease the fright.
So I may not be a show dog,
With pretty hair and bows,
But my family, they do love me,
And it’s for them that I do show.
By Marian Whitley
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