Why Own a Dog?

I am no lover of poetry. That’s fact. But today just seems to call for it. So far it hasn’t been a good week for the dogs of blogland. Lady is still missing, a friend’s dog has passed away after a too-short life, and another friend’s dog has become suddenly ill.  With all this sadness and worry, I wanted to share something fun today. A little bit of silly might help lighten our minds. If even just for a moment.

A little while ago I found this poem on one of those quotation websites. I can’t remember how I ended up there but it doesn’t matter now. The author is unknown. If you know who it is – or if it is you – please share in the comments.

Why own a dog? There’s a danger you know,
You can’t own just one, for the craving will grow.
There’s no doubt they’re addictive, wherein lies the danger.
While living with lots, you’ll grow poorer and stranger.

One dog is no trouble, and two are so funny.
The third one is easy, the fourth one’s a honey.
The fifth one’s delightful, the sixth one’s a breeze,
You find you can live with a houseful of ease.

So how ’bout another? Would you really dare?
They’re really quite easy but, oh, Lord the hair!
With dogs on the sofa and dogs on the bed,
And crates in the kitchen, it’s no bother, you’ve said.

They’re really no trouble, their manners are great.
What’s one more dog and just one more crate?
The sofa is hairy, the windows are crusty,
The floor is all footprints, the furniture dusty.

The housekeeping suffers, but what do you care?
Who minds a few noseprints and a little more hair?
So let’s keep a puppy, you can always find room,
And a little more time for the dust cloth and broom.

There’s hardly a limit to the dogs you can add,
The thought of a cutback sure makes you sad.
Each one is so special, so useful, so funny.
The vet and food bills grows larger, you owe BIG money.

Your folks never visit, few friends come to stay,
Except other “dog folks” who live the same way.
Your lawn has now died, and your shrubs are dead too,
But your weekends are busy, you’re off with your crew.

There’s dog food and vitamins, training and shots.
And entries and travel and motels which cost lots.
Is it worth it you wonder? Are you caught in a trap?
Then that favorite one comes and climbs in your lap.

His look says you’re special and you know that you will
Keep all of the critters in spite of the bill.
Some just for showing and some just to breed.
And some just for loving, they all fill a need.

God, winter’s a hassle, the dogs hate it too.
But they must have their walks though they’re numb and your blue.
Late evening is awful, you scream and you shout
At the dogs on the sofa who refuse to go out.

The dogs and the dog shows, the travel, the thrills,
The work and the worry, the pressure, the bills.
The whole thing seems worth it, the dogs are your life.
They’re charming and funny and offset the strife.

Your life-style has changed. Things won’t be the same.
Yes, those dogs are addictive and so is the dog game.

Here is to the week ending much better than it began!

26 thoughts on “Why Own a Dog?

  1. I enjoyed the poem too — and there’s good news from the friend with the “suddenly ill” dog. One of us — and it wasn’t me! — got a good night’s sleep and woke up with a “hey, I’m hungry” look, as though nothing had ever been wrong.



  2. great poem, and kind of true… i’m always thinking of how great it would be to have two of them… you know, a friend for Gwynn… but i could easily see myself turning into a crazy-dog-lady, lol.


  3. Yep, two dogs are better than one! Chloe is getting on up there in years (13), so I wonder how much longer she’ll be around…Riley will enjoy being an only dog probably as much as she enjoys playing with Chloe, but I don’t know how much I’m going to enjoy Riley being an only dog!


  4. I absolutely love it! Three feels like the max for me, four was too many, and I’m looking forward to two and then maybe even one for a while!

    But I’ve said the same thing with every foster dog, and always ended up with another. This poem is a delight..I have to send it to Florian, who laments the dog hair and chaos but loves them even more intensely than I do, I think!


  5. I’m not sure who wrote that but I’ve seen it before with variations. Laughed as hard then as I just did right now. Thanks! 🙂

    P.S. Really sorry to hear about all the sad news you’ve had lately. That sucks.


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