beautiful brown's beautiful boyfriend

moosey brown needs a friend.
a boyfriend, to be precise.

a beautiful boyfriend.

one that doesn't bark too much
only slightly
(only slightly)
more than she does,
to alert us of things
not worth mentioning.

this boyfriend doesn't shed,
is very good with children,
respects our house rules,
is fun to be with,
and does some crowdpleasing tricks
once in a while.

this beautiful boyfriend
makes our beautiful brown
very very
very very
happy.

he makes us happy too,
of course.
he comes when we call
and is civilized
on a leash.

he eats anything,
especially bread
and everything else
that moosey can't stand.

he knows where
and when
to poo
and pee.

his gratitude
for everyday things
fills the house
with joy.

he's gentle, loving, smart,
and just intimidating enough
to scare someone
if he has to.

he's already been fixed
to save us
from going through that.

he's a polite
kind of dog
who models good things
for moosey brown.

he's in great health,
has a shiny soft coat
and smells pretty good
for a dog.

when we meet him we know
he is meant to be with us.

the most important part of all
that i cannot emphasize enough
is that this beautiful boyfriend
loves moosey
with all his heart.

she loves him
equally so,
though sometimes she pretends
he loves her more.

they romp around
in the fenced yard
and curl up with each other
at night
in a brand new bed
built for two.

they know how to fight,
but rarely do.

content and happy,
they live each day
like it was their last
until the day that it's true...
at least for one.

just as gently and peacefully,
the other shortly follows.

and then ...

they do it all over again.