It's a Dog's Life

“It’s a dog’s life,” I said to my wife

“I’d love to do something like that”

My wife thought it best to let sleeping dogs lie

Although later she gave me a pat

The next day at dawn I was working like a dog

Digging holes and burying my bones

Who said you can’t teach an old dog new tricks

A dog’s life, so full of unknowns

By day’s end I’d gotten dog tired

The dog house was out in the back

I went in, lay down, and slept like a dog

I dreamt I was out with my pack

“I’d like to run with the big dogs,” I said 

So I went for a jaunt down the street

I was happy as a dog with two tails

Who’d been given a beef jerky treat

I met a cute Yorkie down by the lake

Her puppy dog eyes caused me to sweat

We jumped off the dock, did the doggie paddle

There’s life in the old dog yet

 These were truly the dog days of summer

A respite from the dog eats dog world

Every dog has their day, I would have to say

I stretched out with my tail unfurled

But then a Pit Bull started hounding me

He was meaner than a junk yard dog

“You’re barking up the wrong tree,” I said

I turned tail and left for a jog

I trotted back home to my family

Who were fighting like cats and dogs

I gave them my dog and pony show

Then I barked a few dog monologues

Hot diggity dog, I was glad to be home

“Dogs”, my mom noted, “are man’s best friend”

This, of course, was a shaggy dog story

Though mom’s love is best in the end

Upset with my absence, my wife got quite crabby

She said now I was in her doghouse

She added, “Don’t bite the hand that feeds you”

I’m rarely top dog with my spouse

So that is the story of my life as a dog

Each day I just roam about town

For years it appeared I was going to the dogs

But they can’t keep a good dog down