I love animals—especially doggies! I believe there is truth in “dogs are a man’s best friend.” I also believe a person who is cruel to animals (or people) is not worth trusting.
Several years ago our family adopted a black lab mix named Jolie. A couple years later we adopted a black pit mix who had been neglected and mistreated. His name was Cash. One day my wife had mentioned Jolie and Cash, and my mind just went running…. Imagine if our pups were country legends. You might hear, “Doggie Kennel Blues” (to the tune of “Folsom Prison Blues”):
“Hello, we’re Jolie and Cash.”
(music starts playing)
We hear the squirrels a-ramblin’,
They’re running ’round the bend,
We ain’t seen the sunshine
Since we don’t know when.
We’re stuck in doggie kennels,
Time keeps draggin’ on.
But we hear those critters running
All over on our lawn.
When we were but just puppies,
Our mama told us dogs,
“Always be good pups,
Don’t ever eat like hogs,”
But we bit Mom in the kitchen,
‘Cause we thought she had pie.
She threw us in the kennel –
We give our sad pup eyes. (Phooey!)
We bet our peoples eatin’
On their nice clean plates —
Fried chicken or grilled pork chops,
Or nice big juicy steaks.
Well we know we had it coming,
We know we can’t be free.
But our peoples eatin’ good stuff,
And that’s what tortures we!
Well if they free us from these kennels,
If that big back yard was ours,
We bet we’d run all over awhile —
We’d run around for hours
Far from doggie kennels,
That’s where we want to stay.
And we’d let those outside breezes
Blow our blues away. 🙂
After writing “Doggie Kennel Blues” a friend of mine told me I should do “Dogs In Black” (instead of “Man In Black”). So I did. And just as Man In Black deals with the struggles of mankind, I thought it fitting that Dogs In Black deal with the struggles of animals (after all, both of our dogs were rescued and adopted through an animal shelter). This is for fellow animal lovers and critters everywhere.
Dogs In Black
Well, you just might wonder why our furs are black
Why you never see bright colors on our backs
And why do our appearance seem to have a somber tone
Well, there’s a reason for the fur that we have on.
We wear the black for the dogs who are beaten down
And all those forgotten all across our town
For all those in the shelters, neglected, or abused
Who want to be loved but are pushed off and refused.
We wear black for those who’ve not heard said
“I love you” from whom they’re loved and fed
For cats and dogs without people who they can call their own
For those without a place to call their home.
Well, some are doing fine, we do declare
Living with their people without a care
But just so we’re reminded of the ones who are held back
Up front there oughta be some dogs in black.
We wear it for the ones who have the mange,
And all the ones abandoned in places strange.
We wear the black for mourning for the pups that could have been
Each week we lose some because of cruel men.
And we wear it for the many who have died
Believing someone cared when e’re they cried
We wear it for another thousand who are chained outside —
Hot or freezing, no concern if they died.
Well, there’s things that never will be right, we know
Critters need lovin’ everywhere you go
But until people start to care and treat their critters right
You will never see us wear furs of white.
Ah, we’d love to have steaks and bones everyday
And tell cats and dogs that all’s okay.
But we’ll try to carry off a little darkness on our backs.
Til things are better, we’re the dogs in black.
“A righteous man cares about his animal’s health, but even the merciful acts of the wicked are cruel.” Proverbs 12:10 (HCSB)