Hey Sheldon!
How you doin’?
You’re a dapper dapple doxie dog
With the big spot on your butt
And your little bow tie
Matching your mismatched eyes

Someone found you in a blizzard,
The frost biting your ears.
But when I came to the shelter
Your tail was wagging,
Your spirits high.

They told me you had trouble making friends.
What they meant was:
You hump every male dog you meet.
Other dogs might try to bite you,
But Frank is a stoic.

When I come home from work
And Lennie whines at the door,
I see you waiting too–
Your stubby legs keep you low to the ground,
So I sit on the floor, and you climb all over me.