A Dog's Litany - Poem

You are the biscuits in the jar,
the water in my bowl.
You are my mentor on our morning walks
and the Frisbee that flies through air.
You are my super hero
and provider of food and fun.

 However, you are not the squirrel in the tree

the cat on the ledge,
or the tree that I mark.
And you are certainly not the scent that I roll in.
There’s just no way that you are the scent that I roll in.

It is possible that you are the fish in the pond
even the birds on the feeder
but you are not even close
to being the smell of a dog butt.

And a quick look in the mirror will show
that you are neither my bed in the corner
nor the collar on my neck.

 It might interest you to know,

speaking of the plentiful imagery of the world,
that I am the sound of sirens that howl.

I also happen to be the guarder of mail

the fetcher of newspapers
and the basket of toys on the living room floor.
 
I am also the snorer at night  
and the anonymous fart.
But don’t worry, I’m not the biscuits in the jar.
You are still the biscuits in the jar.
You will always be the biscuits in the jar.
Not to mention the water in my bowl and somehow,
my mentor on our morning walks.
 
Hobie Dawg

(Adapted from a poem titled Litany by Billy Collins 
which was inspired by Jacques Crickillon) 

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