My name is Max & I have a little something I'd like to whisper in your ear. I
know you humans lead busy lives. Some have to work, some have children to
raise.
It always seems like you're running here & there, often much to 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 wrongdoing 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 do 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 take that long sleep, to
run free in distant lands.
I may not be here tomorrow; I may not be here next week. Someday you will
shed the waters 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 & deep enough we will talk
you & I, heart to heart. Come to me not as "alpha" or as a "trainer" or even
a "Mom or Dad", come to me as a living soul & stroke my fur & let us look
deep into one another's eyes & 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 (I hope) because
you wanted a soul to share just 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 even for only 15
minutes. Look deep in 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, Max, (on behalf of all canines everywhere)
~ Written by: J.D.Ellis 2001, .
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