C'mon Wilson! Pickett!
What a sweet face.
Under that exterior lies the heart of a devil.
He will exploit your love, take advantage of your weakness for him, and make your life a living h*ll!
He will test your patience, destroy your shoes, and gnaw on everything named "NO"!
And then one day you will wake up and he will be waiting for you to take him outside to pee.
The next day, when you get home from work, he will greet you with wagging tail and a big smile.
You'll look around to find the house just as you left it! You left it in a mess cause you have a dog, but this time the dog didn't contribute!
He will growl at strange sounds outside, and you will smile, knowing you have a protecter.
He will bark at 3:00 A.M. and wake you from a deep sleep, and you will be angry at first, and then call him up next to you.
He was having a bad dream, and in that dream you were in danger, and he was doing his job.
Your family will start thinking that you have lost your mind.
The only thing you talk about is your dog. Never mind about Uncle Willard or Aunt Lucy, they don't have dogs, so they will never understand. Their comments have no weight, therefore no currency.
Your dog will blend into you, and you into it.
When people think about you, they will see you and your faithful dog.
There couldn't be a sweeter way to be remembered.
Tulsa & John
