I wake up, I’m as tired as a rock

Until my master wakes me and feeds me my breakfast

I’m allowed to run free, as the grass groans in pain as I run on it

Carefully concentrating on crawling across the concrete

I hope I don’t get my paws scraped by it

After lunch, my master takes me for a walk

I am once again allowed to run in the field

Like a little bird in the sky

The kids come home, as I see them, I excitedly jump towards the front door

After dinner, I jump onto my master’s bed, waiting for this all to begin again