Dog Days are Over

There's a space at the top of the stairs.
You ought to be there.
There's a dent in the back of the chair.
You ought to be there.

You're not under the bed,
Not at the top of the garden,
Not in your basket in the sitting room.

There's your bowl on the kitchen floor.
Don't need that anymore.
There's your lead on the back of the door.
Don't need that anymore.

R.I.P Bertie- the sweetest dog there ever was xxxx