Seeing Fang talking to God reminded me of this poem.
HOW THE DOG GOT HIS NAME
When God had made the earth and sky, The flowers and the trees.
He then made all the animals, The fish, the birds and bees.And when at last He’d finished, Not one was quite the same.
He said, “I’ll walk this world of mine, And give each one a name.”
And so He travelled far and wide and everywhere He went,
A little creature followed Him Until its strength was spent.
When all were named upon the earth And in the sky and sea,
The little creature said, “Dear Lord, There’s not one left for me.”
Kindly the Father said to him, “I’ve left you to the end.
I’ve turned my own name back to front and called you dog, my friend.”
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Seeing Fang talking to God reminded me of this poem.
HOW THE DOG GOT HIS NAME
When God had made the earth and sky, The flowers and the trees.
He then made all the animals, The fish, the birds and bees.And when at last He’d finished, Not one was quite the same.
He said, “I’ll walk this world of mine, And give each one a name.”
And so He travelled far and wide and everywhere He went,
A little creature followed Him Until its strength was spent.
When all were named upon the earth And in the sky and sea,
The little creature said, “Dear Lord, There’s not one left for me.”
Kindly the Father said to him, “I’ve left you to the end.
I’ve turned my own name back to front and called you dog, my friend.”