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..........................