My dog is looking mighty sad
She’s seen a robot of her kind
On polished paws of silver pad
Its cast a cloud across her mind
She fears that when her wagging tail
Meets metal limbs that never tire
The human hearts may quickly fail
And trade her warmth for clever wire
I tell her circuits can’t replace
The gentle warmth of living fur
No code can match her smiling face
That greets me when I call to her
She’s needed lots of extra fuss
And cuddles at my every move
For metal shadows still haunt us
Her living heart I have to sooth
a DumDave Music Video production 24th July 2025