"Away in the Manger" Please sing with your Bouvier....they'll may just sing along!!!

A Bouv on my pillow, no place for my head,
They've both taken over what once was MY bed.
The blankets are hairy, the sheets both have spit,
Someone's in charge and I'm sure I'm not it.

The Bouvies are sleeping, each one in their place,
I lie here and gaze upon each sleeping face.
I think that they're angels, but that's a mistake.
Their rowdy behavior begins when they wake.

They race thru the living room, shaking a toy,
Then skid to a stop my wild girl and my boy.
They look at me lovingly and give me a kiss,
These Bouvier moments I just can't dismiss.

Their eyes full of wonder, each face in a grin,
They've had their "mom" moment and are at it again.
Running and chasing, my house is a wreck,
Then Emma comes back and puts her paws round my neck.

They give their love freely, they want to be near,
Not just at Christmas, but each day of the year.
My life would be empty without them around,
Every day that I share with them, love just abounds.

All dogs are wonderful, that's just their way,
But Bouviers are just special, so their owner's say.
Intelligence shines from each dark brown eye,
Their honesty, loyalty you just can't deny.

Morgan Collings ~ Dec. 2007