A canine in a coat, a curious sight, With little legs that walk with pure delight. This tiny friend, with fur of reddish hue, Wears garb like human, something strange yet true. For in some lands, 'tis common as a breeze, To dress their dogs, to put their minds at ease. Not merely for the chill, which might be slim, But fashion, darling, down to every limb. This dog's attire, pastel as a dream, A knitted vest, a fashion supreme. Upon its back, patches, neatly sewn, A little bear, that’s clearly shown. Perhaps a message, sweet and quite profound, Or just a playful joy, that knows no bound. The leash, a sapphire stream, that stretches far, A guide for walks beneath the morning star. Now some may deem it odd, this doggy dress, Like putting pants on pigeons, no less. But in the East, where sunbeams often gleam, The pet is prized, a cherished, living dream. They pamper pooches with a loving hand, More than a pet, a member of the clan. From tiny trinkets to embroidered vests, They deck their darlings, passing all the tests Of cuteness, comfort, and a certain flair, A pampered pup beyond compare. This little creature, sniffing at the ground, Is seeking scents where mysteries abound. And though its coat might seem a whimsical jest, 'Tis but a touch of love, uniquely blessed. In ancient lore, a legend oft is told, Of dogs that wore silk garments, brave and bold, Each stitch imbued with magic, light, and grace, To guard their masters in a perilous place. This dog, though modern, still embodies mirth, A fashion icon, walking on the Earth.