God is slow to anger and rich in faithful love. (Paraphrase of Exodus 34:6).
Poor Little Rich Dog
Dandy the dog from the dead end street
Went out for the day with no shoes on his feet.
We all agree he’s a nifty, fine hound.
He’s friendly and knows everybody in town.
Tuesday is play day, that’s easy to see,
By the number of dogs at the park at 3:00.
He’s always on time. It’s his favorite day
To meet Penny the Poodle at the park and play.
Today of all days, he’s a pitiful sight.
Everyone wonders if he lost a fight.
Covered with mud from his head to his toe,
That last rain puddle hurt more than we know.
He shakes off the mud and hears Penny proclaim,
“You poor, poor thing, what a terrible shame!
You need a bath. I know just the place.
Some soap and a brush will put a smile on your face.”
“Don’t call me poor. I don’t think I’m poor.
I want to be rich; I know that for sure.
I might be the dog from the dead end street,
But I’m the richest dog that you’ll ever meet.”
As mud slowly dries in the warm sunny air,
Dandy thinks he might need a jacket to wear.
Something to cover the dirt and the grime,
Something he can wear nearly all the time.
He knows just the place; he'll find just the thing.
Something so perfect, he’ll feel like a king.
Pete is a Pug at the Pet Store you see.
He has everything any good dog might need.
At the counter he notices Pete is surprised.
“Where is your owner? You must be supervised.”
“Owner, what is this confusing new rule?
I don’t understand and I feel like a fool!”
“Oh, you poor thing, you just don’t know,
Each dog has an owner on a leash, in a show.
If you want to shop, you must enter to win.
Best owner and dog get a first place pin.
“Don’t call me poor,” Dandy says with a frown.
“I’m as rich as can be; you just can’t see it now.
I might be a dog from the dead end street,
But I’ll find an owner who thinks I’m sweet.”
In the cool evening air, discouraged and sad,
Dandy searches for a friend who'll make him feel glad.
Chico Chihuahua is always at Church,
In the yard near the cross is his favorite perch.
“I have a question that bothers me so.
Do you think I’m poor? I really must know.”
“Poor, there’s a word that you should forget.
For a dog, you’re the richest one I’ve ever met.”
“You are rich in helpfulness, loving and kind.
Everyone knows it; you keep that in mind.
You share with your friends without getting mad.
They know they can trust you. It makes them feel glad.”
“You are rich in joy, and that’s quite contagious.
You are not poor, so don’t be outrageous.
You might be the dog from the dead end street,
But you’re the best friend anybody could meet.”
As evening grows near and the sun goes down,
Sam Hill the Sherriff comes driving around.
Dandy runs to the bushes, not making a sound,
For fear that this time he’ll be off to the pound.
Sam, he is quick. In the blink of an eye,
He snatches Dandy up and lifts him high.
Before he can think, or offer a cry,
He is getting a scratch and a scrub from the guy!
How did this happen? What is he to think?
A ride in a car takes them home in a blink,
To a bowl full of food, and a big tub of water.
You guessed it: a bath, with real soap and water!
In his brand new bed, he curls up safe and snug,
Wondering if real love might feel like a hug.
Ready to dream about treats topped with candy,
He hears Sam Hill say, “I love you, Dandy.”
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