To make up for destroyig The garden….I offer this as a distraction I hear the Truck come up the drive My whole body comes alive He’s been away so long My voice Ruus a welcome song. As he opens the garage door I knock him down ,right on the floor we share a long embrace. I hug and Kiss his hairy face I don’t know why He has to roam. All I know , Daddogs Home Every time he starts his truck I wonder will it be my luck ? to get a ride where he will go Maybe Tahoe and some snow.. or just a ride ,down street The rides enough,,don’t need a treat. My life is full When Daddogs Home I take more Rides than not The backseat is my favorite spot. With windows down My nose outside How I love to take a ride To ride with him.compares no bone I’m happiest when Daddogs Home Each time he leaves without me My Brain,thinks, I’ll never see or feel ,his special touch Does he miss me half as much. I Know , I know the facts the fact In my heart ,he’s coming back The time goes by so slow like watching flowers grow feels like rootbeer with out the foam I love it so when, Daddogs Home Lexi