It’s almost pathetic
The attraction, appeal
For animals revealed.
Their beauty, those eyes!
Expressive, and they rarely deny
Their interest in you.
They look, sniff, as if they knew
Sense that you would do no harm
When you extend your arm
Love to feel their fur or skin
It’s their eyes that draw me in.
You can tell if they’re willing
To meet and just start chilling
I used to care for them as a job
Oh, Dalmatians in a mob
Hyper, friendly and sweet
Walking them in the street
It was fun, made some friends