A Dog’s Life

You’re my master - I obey you

(But I wish that I could talk….)

I’m not happy with what’s happening

When you take me for a walk……

I know that, in this pack of ours,

You are the “Alpha Male”

But I think you’re taking liberties

And it’s gone beyond the pale

The duty that you force me to perform

Is, I believe, a

Task that’s much more suited

To a Gundog or Retriever

I really can’t keep up the pace

(It’s getting quite absurd)

I’m a Collie – bred a Specialist

(It’s my role in life to herd…)

                 So I’d like to take it steady

With a calm and gentle stroll

Because I think if this continues

Then it’s bound to take its toll

I’m not built for such endeavours……

… they’re detrimental to my health

So next time you throw that bloody stick

            ……………………… you can fetch it back yourself!