You slobber.
You beg.
And you follow me.
But you DONT bark.
You DONT bite.
And you DONT growl.
You are always happy,
As you can see.
You are old.
But you are so cute and so sweet.
You are turning grey.
And you are getting older each year.
You are growing weaker,
But at the same time, more sweet.
Your time will come sometime.
But when it does,
I will remember you.
I wont cry sad tears,
Maybe a little.
But I will cry more happy tears,
Knowing you are in a better place
With other animals to play with.
I love you, Jett.
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