Master’s food tastes best, So much better than my own, I long for a bite. Dog bowl food is fine, But master’s plate calls to me, Tempting and divine. I drool at their plate, Yearning for a small morsel, Master’s food is supreme. Previous Post Territory Marking Next Post Walkie Walkie 0 Comments Leave a Comment Cancel reply Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Δ