I Am Your Dog
I'm your dog & I have a little something I'd like to whisper in you ear.I know that you humans lead busy lives.Some have to work,some have children to raise.It always seems like you are running here and there,often much too fast,often noticing the truly grand things in life.Look down at me now,while you sit there at your computer.See the way my dark brown eyes look at yours?They are slightly cloudy now.That comes with age.The gray hairs are beginning to ring my soft muzzle.You sime at me,I see the love in your eyes.What do you see in mine?Do you see a spirit?A soul inside,who loves you as no other could in the world?A spirit that would forgive all trespasses of prior wrongdoing for just a simple moment of your time?That is all I ask.To slow down,if even for a few minutes to be with me.So many times you have been sadden by the words you read on that screen,of another of my kind,passing.Sometimes we die young and oh so quickly,sometimes so suddenly it wrenches your heart out of your throat.Sometimes,we age so slowly before your eyes that you may not even seem to know until the very end,when we look at you with grizzled muzzles,and cataract-clouded eyes.Still the love is always there,even when we must take that long sleep.I may not be here tomorrow,I may not be here next week.Someday you will shed water from your eyes,that humans have when deep grief fills their soulds,and you will be angry at yourself that you did not have just ''one more day'' with me.Because I love you so,your sorrow touches my spirit and grieves me.We have NOW,together.So come sit down here next to me on the floor,and look deep into my eyes.What do you see?If you look hard and deep enough we will talk,and you and I,heart to heat.Come to me not as alpha or as trainer or eve mom or dad,come to me as a living sould and stroke my fur and let us look deep into one anothe's eyes,and talk.I may tell you something about the fun of chasing a tennis ball,or I may tell you something profound about myself,or even life in general.You decided to have me in your life,because you wanted a soul to share such things with.Someone very different from you,and here I am.I am a dog,but I am alive.I feel emotion,I feel physical senses,and I can revel in the difference of our spirits and souls.I do not thing of you as a dog on to feet-I know what you are.You are human,in all your quirkness,and I love you still.Now come sit with me,on the floor.Enter my world,and let time slow down if only for 15 minutes.Look deep into my eyes,and whisper to my ears.Speak with your heart,with your joy and I will know your trueself.We may not have tomorrow,and life is oh so very short....
A Dog's Plea
Treat me kindly,my beloved friend,for no heart in all the world is more grateful for kindness than this loving heart of mine.Do not break my spirit with a stick,for although I might lick your hand between blows,your patience and understanding will more quickly teach me things you would have me learn.Speak to me often,for your voice is the world's sweetest music,as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail when the sound of your footsteps upon my waiting ear.Please take me inside when it is cold and wet,for I am a domesticated animal,no longer accustomed to bitter elements.I ask no greater glory that the privilege of sitting at your feet besides the hearth.Keep my pan filled with fresh water,for I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst.Feed me clean food that I may stay well,to romp and play and do your bidding,to walk by your side and stand steady,willing and able to protect you with all my life.And,my friend,when I am very old and I no longer enjoy good health,hearing and sight,don't make heroic efforts to keep me going.I am not having fun.Please see to it that my life is taken gently.I shall leave this earth knowing twith the last breath I draw that my fate was always safest in your hands.
I'm your dog & I have a little something I'd like to whisper in you ear.I know that you humans lead busy lives.Some have to work,some have children to raise.It always seems like you are running here and there,often much too fast,often noticing the truly grand things in life.Look down at me now,while you sit there at your computer.See the way my dark brown eyes look at yours?They are slightly cloudy now.That comes with age.The gray hairs are beginning to ring my soft muzzle.You sime at me,I see the love in your eyes.What do you see in mine?Do you see a spirit?A soul inside,who loves you as no other could in the world?A spirit that would forgive all trespasses of prior wrongdoing for just a simple moment of your time?That is all I ask.To slow down,if even for a few minutes to be with me.So many times you have been sadden by the words you read on that screen,of another of my kind,passing.Sometimes we die young and oh so quickly,sometimes so suddenly it wrenches your heart out of your throat.Sometimes,we age so slowly before your eyes that you may not even seem to know until the very end,when we look at you with grizzled muzzles,and cataract-clouded eyes.Still the love is always there,even when we must take that long sleep.I may not be here tomorrow,I may not be here next week.Someday you will shed water from your eyes,that humans have when deep grief fills their soulds,and you will be angry at yourself that you did not have just ''one more day'' with me.Because I love you so,your sorrow touches my spirit and grieves me.We have NOW,together.So come sit down here next to me on the floor,and look deep into my eyes.What do you see?If you look hard and deep enough we will talk,and you and I,heart to heat.Come to me not as alpha or as trainer or eve mom or dad,come to me as a living sould and stroke my fur and let us look deep into one anothe's eyes,and talk.I may tell you something about the fun of chasing a tennis ball,or I may tell you something profound about myself,or even life in general.You decided to have me in your life,because you wanted a soul to share such things with.Someone very different from you,and here I am.I am a dog,but I am alive.I feel emotion,I feel physical senses,and I can revel in the difference of our spirits and souls.I do not thing of you as a dog on to feet-I know what you are.You are human,in all your quirkness,and I love you still.Now come sit with me,on the floor.Enter my world,and let time slow down if only for 15 minutes.Look deep into my eyes,and whisper to my ears.Speak with your heart,with your joy and I will know your trueself.We may not have tomorrow,and life is oh so very short....
A Dog's Plea
Treat me kindly,my beloved friend,for no heart in all the world is more grateful for kindness than this loving heart of mine.Do not break my spirit with a stick,for although I might lick your hand between blows,your patience and understanding will more quickly teach me things you would have me learn.Speak to me often,for your voice is the world's sweetest music,as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail when the sound of your footsteps upon my waiting ear.Please take me inside when it is cold and wet,for I am a domesticated animal,no longer accustomed to bitter elements.I ask no greater glory that the privilege of sitting at your feet besides the hearth.Keep my pan filled with fresh water,for I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst.Feed me clean food that I may stay well,to romp and play and do your bidding,to walk by your side and stand steady,willing and able to protect you with all my life.And,my friend,when I am very old and I no longer enjoy good health,hearing and sight,don't make heroic efforts to keep me going.I am not having fun.Please see to it that my life is taken gently.I shall leave this earth knowing twith the last breath I draw that my fate was always safest in your hands.