His pawprints linger

As a young kid back in the hood, It was just me and a pet friend~ He was the joy of my childhood~ His remembrance would never end. I called him Pup as a puppy, Because the poops he made me pack, Whenever he ate hushpuppy~ Which I enjoyed as a noon snack. His name later changed to Hot Dog, When that became his preferred meal. At mealtime he'd happily jog, Since dog food was then his raw deal. He assisted in all my chores, He followed me to every place~ He used to greet me on all fours, From home to school, he kept his pace. While returning home from my school, On one hot summer afternoon, He fell and got drowned in a pool, To his death, I failed to attune. Years passed, his memory lives on, No pet made such a huge impart~ Of those beautiful days bygone, His pawprints linger in my heart.
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