I Sigh, You Sigh.

I sigh He sighs.

I sighed, he sighed, it was almost in unison.

I sleep, you sleep.

He can be happy; I can be happy too.

I can feel pain, so can he.

I get hungry, he gets hungry.

He can be fearful; I am sometimes fearful.

He looks at me, I look at him, we say nothing.

You love the sun on your face, me too.

You know when I am happy, I know when you are.

You hate the rain, and so do I.

I love having a bath, you don’t!

We have SO much in common.

What we don’t have in common is you, lick you bum, I don’t!

You eat your vomit, and I vomit when I see yours.

Our three year old, dog called Turmeric, also affectionately called, “The Pup.”