This poem by Jon Anderson came to mind... "Ye Brothers Dogg" Ye dog O'Toole, who hath not work at love, nor art, nor goeth school, sayeth with fart at

This poem by Jon Anderson came to mind... "Ye Brothers Dogg" Ye dog O'Toole, who hath not work at love, nor art, nor goeth school, sayeth with fart at golden rule. Be it bitch or biscuit or platter stew, ye palate alone shall guide you. Ye dog Hodain forgoeth bone, nor doth disdain to moan. For wind and rain, ye snow and ye seasons, sun, and world roll on. But ye days a dog are not long. Brothers two, ye slim Hodain and fat O'Toole, beneath fence, diggeth hole. Into ye world ye brothers dance. Nor would return, ye fat O'Toole and slim Hodain. Sooner is report, brothers two doth run amok in neighborhood. Cautions O'Toole, 'Hodain, ye may bark, may scowl, and be rude. But do not bite ye hand what giveth dog food.' Though all complain of brothers two, no wind nor rain doth drive them home. Then sayeth Hodain to brother, 'O'Toole, though we have been friends through thick and thin, dog needeth some love from man.' So end ye song of brothers two. Away they had flown, and back they flew. Reclineth ye yard through seasons and sun, through wind and rain, ye snow, ye fog. O'Toole, Hodain, ye brothers dog. Hodain (or Husdant ) was the name of Tristan's hound from the 12th century legend of Tristan and Isolde. I'm surprised neither is in the list - or maybe it is and I didn't see it.