"Man's Best Friend":

I wake up in the morning,

The rain patters on the roof and thunder rumbles in the distance.

I wait for gentle lick on my hand from my dog,

...It never comes...

I get up and get ready,

Not a single hair on my clothes.

I wait for the scratching at my door,

...It never comes...

I stare out the window all day.

I wait for the barking everytime a squirrel runs by,

...It never comes...

It's been a week...But...

It's the small things that get to me.

"Man's Best Friend!"

Yet...it hurts when one leaves.