Plight of the bitch to mankind
Near primitive man, did my ancestors dwell
With cousin Lupus, all was still well
Carefully in the shadows, for left-overs they looked
Forever following, when mankind cooked
So, over time, developed this -symbiosis
Now I can tell of, our grand -metamorphosis
Since that first wolf-litter, was raised by man
On natural selection, there was a ban
Until then natures fittest, had been our mate
But now it was mankind, which determined our fate
What emerged was variety, oh, so great
In breeds, we number, so many to date
Each were selected, for an eccentric trait
Long, smooth, curly or hairless, our coats could be
Leaving each country, with their own to see
From tall big and bulky, to the smallest toy
The hearts of our masters, we fill with joy
Within our ranks, stand proud the terrier
For some it would seem, the more the merrier
Amongst us some were, selected for sight
Strengthening our masters, in their hunting might
On their farms and travels, this need emerged
Tiss no surprise, herd loving breeds diverged
So please mankind, do understand our plight
As this matter is not clear, in black and white
With us normal birth, is always desired
For some C-sections, are sometimes required
So, this forms the base, of our plight
Tiss all in your hands, and not in our might
Those genes in us, you so have found
Does not make nature’s, perfect hound
For breathing we should, us all be able
Without a visit, to the operating table
Whilst our folds and wrinkles, endear so many
Tiss our wish for sure, we did not have any
Short crooked legs, and a very long back
May lead to weak disc, and a surgeon with knack
Our ears are in some, not upright erect
Causing discomfort, and meds to correct
No longer do we search, and hunt for our meal
Explaining why often, our weight’s not ideal
It’s probable this change is, forever and ever
Going back to the wild, is a futile endeavour
So, with this I do not, proportion you blame
But making us better, should be your first aim
We don’t mind the oddities, which make us so cute
But there are some genes, which you should permute
Tiss thought that variety, in genes do protect
So, from changing nature, we could resurrect
When we are too few, the breed is called rare
That’s when new genes, become a desperate affair
We know that you love us, and want us to thrive
Please therefore keep in us, some wolf genes alive
Because of your choices, determining our fate
We are now having, this important debate
So please mankind, do understand my plight
Against bad genes, you all should unite