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I am Your Dog
Author Unknown
I am your dog, and I have a little something I'd like to whisper in
your 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 never 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 smile at
me; I see 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
wrong doing 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 saddened by the words you read on that screen,
of other 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, to run free in a distant land. I may not be here
tomorrow; I may not be here next week.
Someday you will shed the water from your eyes, that humans have
when deep grief fills their souls, 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, you and I, heart to
heart.
Come to me not as "alpha" or as "trainer" or even "Mom or Dad," come
to me as a living soul and stroke my fur and let us look deep into
one another'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 differences of our spirits and souls. I do not think of you as
a "Dog on two feet" -- I know what you are. You are human, in all
your quirkiness, 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 true self. We may not
have tomorrow, and life is oh so very short.
--Love, (on behalf of canines everywhere) your dog
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