Dog’s Plea

Treat me kindly, my beloved friend, for no heart in all the world
is more grateful for kindness than the loving heart of me.

Do not break my spirit with a stick, for though I should lick your
hand between blows, your patience and understanding will more
quickly teach me the 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 your
footstep falls 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 than the privilege of sitting at your feet beside 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 ready, willing and able
to protect you with my life, should your life be in danger.

And, my friend, when I am very old, and I no longer enjoy good health,
hearing and sight, do make heroic efforts to keep me going. I am not
having any fun.

Please see that my trusting life is taken gently. I shall leave this Earth
knowing with the last breath I draw that my fate was always safest in
your hands.

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