We’re like peas in a pod,

with bared teeth

at every unfamiliar sight.

Small only in stature,

with a heart so loving

but willing to fight.

You have helped me through days

even the blind would call dark.

The smiles you bring

when at the squirrels

on the wall you would bark,

have helped me feel warmth

even if only a spark,

to keep this fire burning

when it seemed it to finally be out,

you’re my best friend in the world King,

I can say that without doubt.

Mom says she won’t miss you

That your shedding causes her stress.

I can see her through her bullshit

Without you, she’ll be a mess.

No more scittering nails

against the hard wood floor

The company she doesn’t know she needs

someday won’t be there anymore.

I see your fur turning white now,

your strides no longer abound.

The shade in the grass seems better

than the ball rolling on the ground.

I never want to lose you,

So I’ll pretend you’re never going to end.

But no matter what happens in this life,

King,

you’ll always be my friend.