Paws and Whiskers: The Friends We Deserve

Paws and Whiskers

They don’t text, they don’t tweet,

But they wait for us by the door, so sweet.

No Wi-Fi needed, no fancy chat,

Just a wagging tail or a purring cat.

Their language is silence, eyes full of stars,

No judgment, no drama, no emotional scars.

They don’t gossip, they don’t fight,

Yet somehow, they make everything right.

A dog will follow through storm and street,

With muddy paws and loyal feet.

He doesn't care if you're rich or broke,

He’s just happy for your every joke.

A cat, now that's another tale,

She's grace with claws and a silent wail.

She may ignore you like royalty would,

Then curl on your chest—when the vibe is good.

They know when you're sad, they stay real still,

Just breathing beside you, soaking your chill.

No fake smiles or forced concern,

Just pure love, and lessons to learn.

They don’t need words, they just know,

When to nuzzle, when to go slow.

Their loyalty's fierce, their cuddles divine,

How did this world make friends so fine?

They age in dog years, way too fast,

And leave pawprints that forever last.

But in that short time, oh what they give,

They teach us all what it means to live.

So feed them well, and hug them tight,

Make them your stars in the quiet night.

For pets aren't just pets—they're soul repair,

Wearing fur coats of endless care.

Let’s honor the paws, the tails, the meows,

The quiet heroes who take their vows—

To love us, guard us, be our home,

Even when we feel alone.