FW: RR-Folk: Sad, but nice

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Thought a few of the dog people might enjoy this.

Love,

Jeanette

This is from one of my rescue families, thought you might all enjoy it!

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 running

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 and who 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 into my ears. Speak with your heart,

with your joy, and I will know your true self. We may not have tomorrow,

but

we do have today, and life is oh so very short. So please--come sit with

me

now and let us share these precious moments we have together.

Love, on behalf of canines everywhere.

Your Dog

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