Lament to a Dead Dog

I could not step out without you there.
And I if I made it downn the road alone,
Your nail chatter on the stone would sound clear
As if to say, "Not without me boss! Not alone."

To join me on a tiny rock, space for one
Was your abiding aim and desire
Wet and panting, always out for fun.
To be with me, your only desire.

And you when you had to leave,
I said, "Let her go, let it be done."
I condemned you, a stern "No reprieve."
Then I let you start that long journey alone.

Chico, you did not let me leave alone,
But I did and now you're gone and I long,
To hear your rattling claws on the tar,
Shouting, "Boss, can I come along, along."