I’d never hurt my little dog, But stroke and pat his head; I like to see the joy he shows, I like to see him fed. Poor little dog—he’s very good, And very useful, too, I’ll never vex or tease him, then, As children sometimes do. But I will give him milk to drink, A fire to make him warm, A bed to lie on, when he sleeps, And keep him from all harm. And when I need a kindness done, Perhaps, some future day, Like these good dogs we’ve read about My labor he’ll repay. [Illustration] End of Project Gutenberg's Bird Stories and Dog Stories, by Anonymous