Life's Wuff

My tail’s a handy pastime;
It’s always there to please.
I chase it round ‘till I fall;
Oh, it’s such a tease.

Life’s Wuff.

I love to chase the cat;
She runs straight up a tree.
But when she comes back down;
She sure makes a fool of me.

Life’s Wuff.

When my boy says, “Sit!”
I prance for all to see.
I wag my tail my hardest;
But still, he seems disappointed in me.

Life’s Wuff.

Sometimes I get so tired;
My eyes, they have to close.
My boy will come and carry me
To a peaceful, restful repose.

Life’s Wu -- nderful.