I’m a dog who is now lame,
yet there’s still abundant joy.
Just give me one big yummy treat,
and my worn and favorite toy.
And yes I’m getting old,
but see it really is ok.
I’ve learned to be quite bold,
and what are aches and pains anyway?
Was I born a happy, jolly girl?
My mom suspects that’s true.
But one thing we do know for sure,
our lives are too brief to be blue.