We should always pray for our pets. Here's a doggified version of a Catholic psalm (23 & 24)...
The Lord is my German Shepherd; I shall not bark. He maketh me to play dead in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the water dish. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteous dog runs for his name's sake. Yea, though I prance through the valley of the shadow of cats, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy squeaky toy and thy leash they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anoinest my head with pats; my dish runneth over. Surely goodness and doggie treats shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell at the foot of the bed.
The earth is the Lord's, and the fulness thereof; the world, and they that dwell therein. For he hath founded it upon the kennels, and established it upon the parks.
Lift up your heads, O ye gates; even lift them up, ye everlasting pups; and the King of glory shall come in. Who is this King of glory? Rin Tin Tin, he is the King of glory.
(St. Francis of Assisi would love my humor!)
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