Dogs In Topanga These spirits, these fakers, adventurers out to filch a bone, a bowl of water, treats, can charm you to death with their playfulness, coyness, flirting, their wisdom, their knowing sometimes it is more than right, simply, gloriously, to lie down, do nothing and be. Dog Spirit My neighbor’s Black Lab Holds up his right front paw And will not step on it, it’s hurt And then that little pup just walks around On three legs only--walking!-- Walking, as a matter of course, Not about to take this lying down, Oh, no, instead, Resolved to get around, And live his life No matter what.