Answer:
Without me everyone would lose their head. What am I?
I begin your sentences.
I am the kind of dog that chases anything red. What am I?
I think you live beneath a roof that is upheld by me; I think you seldom walk abroad but my fair form you see; I close you in on every side you very dwelling pave and probably I'll go with you At last into the grave.
My voice is tender my waist is slender and I'm often invited to play. Yet wherever I go I must take my bow or else I have nothing to say.
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?