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Blind Dogs Day


Every morning starts with your gentle touch It makes me so happy because i love you so much We leave the bedroom and head down the stairs But you're holding on tight so I have no reason to be scared Then after the stairs you feed me a bowl Everything you do, enlightens my soul Then its time to play and that's just what we do We play and play until its time to go poo So you scoop me up and click on my guide We walk and walk but I know I'm outside Were finally here, the safe safe spot A place you found that's like an empty lot Good thinking mom, tho place is safe I can run and hop and lift my leg Now that we're done we walk back inside And because I was good I get a raw hide I chew and growl and toss it in the air Because of you I live life with no cares Now I am tired so I'll take a nap I love that you let me sleep on your lap I yawn and I stretch and curl up just right And I sleep and I sleep all through the night
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