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I Am Your Dog

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 others 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, Your Dog

Author Unknown