The Salty Blog

I talk to him when I'm lonesome like;
And I'm sure he understands.
When he looks at me so attentively,
And gently licks my hands;
Then he rubs his nose on my tailored clothes,
But I never say naught thereat.
For the good Lord knows I can buy more clothes,
But never a friend like that.
~W. Dayton Wedgefarth





How can anyone ever resist such a pathetic face?

Hmmm... well, what about when he has a tantrum if he doesn't get his way?