A 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 in me.

Do not break my spirit with a stick, for though I might 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 because your voice is the world's sweetest music,
as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail when your
footsteps fall upon my waiting ear.

Please take me inside when it is cold and wet. I am a domesticated
animal, no longer accustomed to bitterelements. I ask no greater
glory then the privilege of sitting at your feet beside the hearth.

Keep my pan filled with fresh water, for I cannot tell you
When I thirst.

Feed me clean food that I may stay well, to romp and play and
do the 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 no longer enjoy good health, hearing,
and sight, do not make heroic efforts to keep me going. I am not having 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 always safest in your hands.

                                                                                                       A Dog's Friend