So I wasn't completely surprised when I found the following note in his crate. I'm just trying to figure out how he held the pen to write it.
The Provider returns!
Bringing freedom from my confinement.
Gallop to the door
and release my golden flow.
Rich smells assault my senses.
At night the interlopers
Have left their spoor in my domain.
Squirrels! Curse your evasive agility.
Heeding the Provider's call,
I begin my repast
Some day I will have thumbs
Then I will eat at my choosing.
Another outdoor exploration
The Provider enforces
My servitude with bondage.
Enjoy picking that up.
A wee one!
They are often clumsy and drop food
In tribute to my majesty.
Alas, there is no steak sandwich today.
Into my den I stalk,
Deign to nap, later walk.
Sure a dog who writes poetry is something, but I'm not that impressed with his rhyme scheme.