For I will consider my Dog Ducky
(in complete adoration, excerpts taken from this and an equally wonderful poem from this book)

For she is made small, but brave at heart.
For if she meets another she will kiss in kindness.
For in her morning orisons she loves the sun and the sun loves her.
For she is of the tribe of Wolf.
For she is a mixture of gravity and waggery.
For by stroking of her I have found out electricity.
For when I go away she watches for me to return. 
For she loves me. 

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