My Best Friend, The one absolutely unselfish friend that man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous is his dog. A man’s dog stands by him in prosperity and in poverty, in health and in sickness. He will sleep on the cold ground, where the wintry winds blow and the snow drives fiercely, if only he may be near his master’s side. He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer. He will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounters with the roughness of the world. He guards the sleep of his pauper master as if he were a prince. When all other friends desert, he remains. When riches take wings, and reputation falls to pieces, he is as constant in his love as the sun in its journey through the heavens.
A Boy and I his Dog A boy and his dog racing down the street Excited to go wherever they go She chases a squirrel and sniffs a tree He laughs as he’s pulled along by her leas Oh what fun they will have They never know A boy and his dog racing down the street They splash through puddles on a muddy beach They romp around the yard covered in snow She chases a squirrel and sniffs a tree. He turns away as she squats down to pee They run down the block and they run back home A boy and his dog racing down the street Who owns who the eternal mystery for these best friends never go it alone She chases a squirrel and sniffs a tree He leads her home when it’s time for a treat A cookie for him and for her a bone Then they are off and racing down the street They will chase squirrels even in their sleep.