Answer:
I cannot be other than what I am, until the man who made me dies. Power and glory will fall to me finally. Only when he last closes his eyes.
What tastes better than it smells?
What can you catch but not throw?
What can be heard and caught but never seen?
My first master has four legs, my second master has two. My first I serve in life, my second I serve in death. Tough I am, yet soft beside. Against ladies cheeks I often reside.
I am owned by Old McDonald.