There is a special kind of breed,
Not found just anywhere,
For sure not in a pet store,
Nor a puppy mill's dark lair.

At shows, this breed is legion.
Its gait is quite a strut.
Its locks are full of chalk and spray,
Great withers, flanks and butt

For one exception, it would
Always win the class,
Its confirmation has a flaw,
A heart too big, yet as

The competitions finish,
It's left standing at the end.
This breed's the Lord's protector
of His creation, man's best friend.

Author Unknown