The Royal Dog

I watch my dog watching me watch him
He surveys the outside through my window
The world goes by and he just stares
Like some feudal lord surveying his kingdom
The children are his entertainers
The adults his subjects
Other dogs he must see as invaders from far off lands
When we are out he stops to look at everyone
Like he's the king on a royal walkabout
At dinner he waits and watches
As if he's inspecting a banquet
He likes to think he's important
He's just like a friend to me