It's Ruff

In the fashion of a puppy dog I'll follow you around And where you sit I'll come beside And lie there on the ground Nothing much I'd ask or want I wouldn't make a sound But if you look and I'm not there Here's where I'll be found... Inside your knitting basket Asleep within the thread You touched it so it smells like you On your scent I've laid my head Bring my favorite blanket Should you come to check It's the green moss guitar t-shirt With the Bluebird on the neck