Dachshund got out of are neighbor backyard.When we return them it hit me that I'd nevre see her again.I think that the 5 solid whit doves was God telling me that she is in heaven with Him.
You shed black hair
But I don't care.
You run away
But that's okay.
You're a dull-headed kind
But I don't mind -
'Cause you're my dog.
You beg at the table
Whenever you're able.
You track mud on the floor
Then you track in some more.
Oh the mischief you do!
But I still pag-ibig you -
'Cause you're my dog.