And laugh with you ... or cry.

He'll gladly starve to stay with you

Nor ever reason why.

And when you're feeling out of sorts,

Somehow he'll understand;

He'll watch you with his shining eyes

And try to lick your hand.

His blind, implicit faith in you

Is matched by his great love...

The kind that all of us should have

In the Master, up above.

When everything is said and done

I guess this isn't odd ...

For when you spell "DOG" backwards...