Vincent van Dogg

You follow me around the house
most times as quiet as a mouse.
Your chocolate color and dark brown eyes
present you as a first class prize!

You sit impatiently at my feet
demanding something good to eat,
or maybe just to go outside,
or perhaps you want to go for a ride.

Which one, it really makes no difference,
In my eyes you are a first class prince.
A prince who demands to share my rocker,
In other words, a first class cocker.

You came to us through a frantic call!
"Take him home or he walks the hall
to meet his maker somewhere in heaven.
No time for doubts, the appointment's seven!"

And so we claimed you just in time
and in the end it turned out fine!
We accepted you without a fuss,
Welcome home, Vincent, you belong to us!