I believe in Dog, the Pet almighty,
creator of warm and cosy home.
I believe in Puppy, his only Cub, our Friend.
He was conceived by the power of the Horny Rut
and born of the bitch Doggie.
He suffered under Canis Lupus,
was adopted, grew, and was loved.
He descended into disease.
On the third day he rose again.
He yearned for outdoors,
and is now seated at the right hand of the Owner.
He will come again to lick
the faces of the boys and the girls.
I love dogs! The ones we have (Leo and Dino, like Hearse mentioned) are wonderful, as is the loud, simple parrot Popeye. Although sometimes irritating, they've given us all a good deal of laughs, the parrot especially. One time she was eating a cactus which has mescaline or something, and she went totally crazy, strutting on the floor and attacking the dogs' tails, carrying their bones in her beak and making funny sounds, taking wing and landing on the dogs' back..
Second pic of Popeye
And a third one