I Love That Dog

I love that dog The way he runs up to me when I call The way he chases his favourite red rubber ball I love that dog The way he'll chase his tail all over the place The way he'll stand up on his hind legs and lick my face I love that dog Maybe he is a little bad sometimes Maybe he barks too loud at night Maybe he chases cats over the fence But he's not the kind that growls And he's not the kind that bites I love that dog The way he catches a Frisbee when he leaps The way his eyes and paws flutter when he sleeps I love that dog The way he'll put his wet nose in my hand And when I tell him my problems he always understands I love that dog And on those days when it feels Like I haven't a friend He's so glad to see me That he wags his whole back end I love that dog The way he smiles when I pat his head The way he curls up and snores some nights by my bed I love that dog I love that dog