'humans' are strange, no fur on their paws,
they walk on two legs, instead of all fours,
when I look in their eyes I see so much pain,
don't they know that I love them? Shall I tell them again?
When I blink my eyes slow, it means 'I love you'
Do they understand me? I'm sure that they do.
I know that they love me, I can feel in their touch,
When their paws stroke my head, I can feel it so much.
So why do they cry? They should be looking for 'God',
For he has my Zella, don't he have his own dog?
I don't like the cold and I'm not very brave,
But I'd face anything, if my Zella it would save.
I would lay down my life for my 'humans' too,
For my love is so strong, unconditional and true.
When my 'humans' strange paws tickle my ears,
I feel safe and loved, without any fears,
They talk to me softly and keep me well fed,
But I don't understand when they say "Zella's dead"
So if you can hear me, my Zella, my mate,
I'll wait for you always, by our garden gate.
Love from your 'Brandy'