The Wit and Wisdom of David Johnson
A Dog of Noble Character
From the Feb 4, 2025 e-EditionA pet of noble character who can find?
It is worth far more than rubies.
Its owner has full confidence in it
and lacks nothing of value.
It brings its owner good, not harm,
all the days of its life.
It selects wool and flax
and tears and shreds it with eager paws and teeth.
It is like the merchant ships,
bringing dead animals from the yard.
It gets up while it is still night;
it prowls through the house, disturbing adults and children.
It considers a field and digs holes in it;
out of its rear it drops its scat.
It goes about its play vigorously;
its legs are strong for its tasks.
It sees that acting scared and needy is profitable,
and results in getting treats.
In its paws it holds your heart
and in its smile it holds your soul.
It senses when you feel poorly
and is there when you feel needy.
When it snows, it has no fear;
for you will keep it warm and cozy.
It shows disdain for its bed;
even if it’s made of fine linen and purple.
It expects to be respected,
and to lie and sleep wherever it wishes.
It destroys rugs, carpet, curtains, and shoes,
while showing disdain for store-bought toys.
It parades with strength and dignity;
and never worries about tomorrow.
In silence it speaks with wisdom,
and is faithful to a fault.
It watches over the household
and does not eat the bread of idleness.
The children arise and call it by name;
spouses also do the same:
“Many animals do noble things,
but dogs surpass them all.”
Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;
but a pet who serves its master is to be praised.
In the e-Edition
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