High on a hill lived a lonely dog her name was Nala
she lived in a house no bigger than a shoe
Every day she looked over into the distant hills hoping to see a friend.
Low and behold after living in her house for 25 lonely years she happened upon a goat herder whose name was Gregory. Gregory said to Nala "Get thee gone you little twit" and tried to hit her with his goat stick
Nala ran as fast as she could from Gregory because she knew goat sticks bloody hurt.
After running for 3 days solid, scavenging for food where she could, eating only dry wood and ants and drinking rainwater when it fell from the sky
she spied an old sugar factory in the distance and said to herself if only I lived somewhere like that
As she was looking at the sugar factory she saw the mean goat herder and heard him soulfully singing "how much is the doggy in the window, the one with the waggley tail" a tear fell from his eye and she realised he was not mean but a miserable and lonely old git
with that the goat herder took Nala to his sugar factory
Nala had one last look back at her old life and the words "its my life, now or never cause I ain't gonna live forever, I just want to live while I'm alive" came into her head
Now its sun lounger and sunglasses for Nala
And how they laugh when they recall the story of the lonely dog and the mean goat herder
“For me a house or an apartment becomes a home when you add one set of four legs, a happy tail, and that indescribable measure of love that we call a dog.”
― Roger Caras
