We were having a picnic A rug spread on the ground My owners eating merrily I watched and made no sound. The day was cool but bright I was thrown a bone or two Whilst they chatted on Leaving me to enjoy a chew. As the time marched on And cooler it became They started packing up Whilst the weather was still tame. They left me on the rug As they ferried goods away But I felt cold and miserable Having been told to stay. I wrapped the blanket around me And waited for their return As I was feeling cold Which was of a concern. I sat there huddled up Obedient as one can be And upon their return My heart pounded full of glee.