Soft little paws pat at the floor,
Your own little person;
Is telling you to open the door.
In his mind he calls your master,
In your's sweetie,
But who is this?
A house-hold pet,
Can it be?
Pet's like to keep you company,
Pets like to cuddle,
Even at times your not wanting it.
Messes I can handle,
But I wish there was a way you could do this one thing.
Say: I love you.
Because every day an animal dyes,
And I saved you,
From the rest of those sorrow little puppy dog eyes.