Fwd: QT, I AM YOUR DOG

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blinddogs , B K <hrwest2001 wrote:

 

 

> I AM YOUR DOG

>

> Thought this was nice........

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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 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)

> Author Unknown

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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