My best friend does not look like me

He has a strange nose

Strange eyes and speaks a strange language

But still he is my best friend

Every day we have the same routine

I lick him so he'll finally wake up

He'll walk me and feed me

After that he eats his own breakfast and I sleep a little

He goes away and I mourn his departure

And later that day he comes back

Where have you been my bark exclaims

And he'll greet me 

He'll play with me

Walk with me

Run with me

And feed me

But lately my best friend does not want to wake up

He does not like my licks

He doesn't want to walk

He feeds me but forgets to eat

(And those little moments of victory where he'd give me his food disappear)

He doesn't leave anymore

Or if he does he seems to dread it

He isn't happy when he hears my bark and doesn't want to play

But I'll be by his side every day

Because even if he can't show it, he loves me

And I love him

So I'll come to him when he's crying in the evening and lick his cheeks still salty from the tears

And he'll hug me and thank me for being his dog

So I'll be annoying as always

I'll delete half of your essay

I'll rip apart the plushies you give me

I'll try to eat the fake snow

I'll play fetch with the Christmas ornament

But all of that is only to see you smile