The Dog, the Pig and the Cat - Repost

I thought I’d repost this because of the state of the world today and because it might help someone see things a little differently or maybe it will just make you smile I know many of you have seen this but some haven’t The Dog, the Pig and the Cat Here is a tale of a dog and a cat and a pot bellied pig, so pink and so fat Of days in the garden alongside a farm, a whimsical story of magic and charm The dog was so hairy of bushy descent, yellow in color where ever he went Digging a hole was his prime source of fun, as a matter of fact he had just finished one The collar he wore was a leathery thing with studs made of silver, some puppy dog bling His tail ever wagging, a happy old guy, he hung with is friends as the hours passed by The cat on the other hand, sleek and so fine, a coat made of orange and white to combine Cleaning a habit you see in a cat, but this one was special for she wore a hat A tiny chapeau with a fine feathered brim, a ribbon of pink that was tied neath her chin Though not really sure of this kitty cat style, the one thing I knew was it brought out a smile And there to her left with a snort and a grunt, was a portly built fellow with legs of a runt Fine wispy hair that did cover his skin with a gather of long ones that hung from his chin Puffing along an attempt to keep pace, the dog and the cat and the pig they would race Faster and faster they’d run through the field for here is the secret of friendship revealed None were the same as they differed and so, still bound together a’ running they’d go Never before as I think about that has a dog or a pig ever friended a cat For ever so prissy, no memories jog a cat who was friends with a pig and a dog Though still I could see right in front of my eyes these three happy creatures, oh what a surprise What is the moral of all that I see? It sure does not matter of your company Whether a dog or a pig or a cat, you can make friends with whomever you chat People are different in color and race but everyone seems to be wearing a face A face that can smile, a face that can cry, a face that can hello or even good bye If only we each took the time to be kind there is no end to the friends we can find Something so simple, a smile or a grin, that is how so many friendships begin No matter the differences that we might see, it pays for each of us to every time be Nice to each other and all things like that, just like the dog and the pig and the cat