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) .

My God!!!

This is so very beautiful! One of the most  moving things I have ever read...Thank you so much for sharing this.

I am going to cuddle him right now!

Colleen

My girlie just had a big cuddle!

As soon as i get home instead of rushing around preparing dinner etc i too will be taking time to cuddle and listen to my wonderful family of dogs.

Thanks we do reminding of things sometimes.

Bless
Im crying my eyes out here... my pain of losing Murphy so quickly is still very raw...
But thank you, it was lovely in its own special way...

Donna xx
(and my boysx)

How very moving, there is Lot's of hugs in our house tonight.

Hayley

That's absolutely beautiful :)