Posted Sep 03, 2008 1:23 am Comments (5)
Bull... Bullets... Bulley
So many names you have
But only one appearance
You know your adorable but just wont admit it
When your short stubby tail wags side to side
I know you want to play or go outdoors
But when you do something bad your head hangs low
Almost lower than the dirt on the ground
So a dog may be a mans bestfriend
But my dog is my family
He is not a pet, he is my equal
The key to my heart
The ying to my yang
He is everything I could ever want if not more
Why do we treat animals as pets
They have feelings to, just because they dont speak human
Doesnt mean they dont have opinons about their 'owners'
Im pretty sure if I called my dog a pet
It would be degrading...
So thats why, I call him Bro :)
So many names you have
But only one appearance
You know your adorable but just wont admit it
When your short stubby tail wags side to side
I know you want to play or go outdoors
But when you do something bad your head hangs low
Almost lower than the dirt on the ground
So a dog may be a mans bestfriend
But my dog is my family
He is not a pet, he is my equal
The key to my heart
The ying to my yang
He is everything I could ever want if not more
Why do we treat animals as pets
They have feelings to, just because they dont speak human
Doesnt mean they dont have opinons about their 'owners'
Im pretty sure if I called my dog a pet
It would be degrading...
So thats why, I call him Bro :)