When you live with dogs, love is forgiving,
love is kind, love is gentle, love is steadfast,
love is messy...

How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways...




I love thee agreeably -
enough to let your stinky doghide on the bed after a run through damp leaves, mud and slug infested gardens.

I love thee steadfastly -
enough to devote a year to raising you from a wobbly speck into a strong healthy adult (who promptly attempts to seize control).

I love thee passionately -
despite your repeated efforts to probe my ears, eyes and mouth with the same tongue you use for various other atrocities.

I love thee well -
despite the amazing odors you produce.

I love thee deeply -
though you use me as a napkin at every opportunity.

I love thee madly -
despite the various bodily functions you have performed at inappropriate moments - in inappropriate places.

I love thee constantly -
despite the dog "bladder curfew" I have lived by for 16 years.

I love thee truly -
despite the "doggie landmines" hidden in the grass.

I love thee absolutely -
because you never (well hardly ever) hog the remote control.

I love thee gratefully -
because you stay by my side (or on my side).

I love thee devotedly -
more than clean carpeting, clothing, furniture, floors or walls.

I love thee bravely -
enough to battle the indomitable flea on your behalf.

I love thee monetarily -
enough to put the vet's children through college.

I love thee openly -
I will bear any embarrassment for your furry sake.

I love thee totally -
more than free time or excess cash or a predictable life.


Copyright 1998 Elizabeth Cusulas
Tale Waggers - Stories for Dog People
All Rights Reserved - Reproduction without written permission is expressly forbidden