When he's in the house Fido turns up his nose
if his water's not fresh, clean and sweet.
But when we're outside, he'll happily drink
From the dirtiest pool in the street.
a good poem . you have the power of observation and the ability to write down what you see and feel. thank you very much dear poet.
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Exactly tight! Aren't dogs funny? And at home they can be quite picky about what they eat, but they'll eat a dead rat, or suchlike disgustingly stinky stuff, in the street! True poem.