Dobbin's Friend

Dobbin and Kitty
Dobbin has a little friend,
Spotted white and sable;
Every day she goes to him,
In his lonely stable.
Not a mite of dread has she,
Not a thought of danger,
Lightly runs between his hoofs,
Jumps upon his manger,
Lays her soft warm cheek to his,
Purrs her meek "Good-morning!"
Gives the flies that hover near
Such a look of warning.


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