Cold Comfort

COLD COMFORT (A dog's story) We sit by the window looking in The rain has soaked us to our skin We've not much fur and very cold are we But they look past us seeming not to see We are their family they sometimes say Do families treat other members this way? If they were asked to sit in the rain They would say "that's completely insane" They believe animals don't belong indoors Our paws it seems cause a mess on their floors Food and grime is on their floor is it not? But it is spread by their wandering tot It seems they are victims of falsehood and myth Holding that animals lives are not of much worth Why do they think such things to be true Do we not have red blood and beating hearts too? All that we ask is their love and affection There's danger for small souls who need protection If they should invite us to go inside We'd show our pleasure and kitty would hide They'd have newsprint for my wet feet I would look but since I can't read I'd give my thanks and upon it I'd pee