Bruce McGuffin: Goodnight

I woke my dog up late one night
as I was going off to bed.
She seemed to think that wasn't right.
The look she gave me gravely said:

"It's late, I'm old, arthritic too.
Get off to bed." She heaved a sigh.
"What did I ever do to you?
Aren't sleeping dogs supposed to lie?

I know you think I need to pee.
I think I'm good till well past dawn.
No midnight rambles here for me.
No late-night watering the lawn.

You say I need a midnight run?
I'm drained (both kinds). I'll be okay.
If you insist it must be done
it's up to you. You go, I'll stay."