Every good boy deserves a hit single.

Ozzy is a golden retriever puppy and, objectively, the happiest dog alive. The night he first came home he was wide-eyed and restless in a brand new house.

So we wrote him a song. We played it, he flopped down, and he settled right there on the floor. That little track became the reason Anthem, my dog exists — and yes, he's still here, still wagging, still requesting encores.