Slow death of the dog

The dog liked the taste of white long bones
He stopped at every intersection to look for white long bones
The dog liked the smell of white long bones
He meandered his way through the streets to find the best white long bone
The dog liked watching white long bones
He would daydream about white long bones
When the dog would find white long bones, however,
He would piss on the white long bones

That's how the cat reached god faster.