Last weekend while I was playing in the lake with some other dogs, Fuzz went off by himself. When I looked over I saw him laying down in what looked like an island. It got me to thinking of the English poet John Donne and I thought...
No dog is an island. No dog stands alone.
Fuzz your joy is joy to me, Fuzz your grief is my own.
We need one another, so I will defend.
Fuzz you are my brother, Fuzz you are my friend.
And I went over and sang that to him (just like Joan Baez) .