A Dog's Prayer
Treat me kindly, my beloved master, for no heart in the world is
more grateful for kindness than my loving heart.
Do not break my spirit with a stick for though I would lick your
hand between blows, your patience and understanding will more quickly
teach me the things you would have me do.
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.
When it is cold and wet please take me inside for I am now a domestic
animal no longer used to bitter elements. I ask no greater glory
than the privilege of sitting at your feet beside the hearth. Though
you had no home, I would rather follow you through ice and snow
than rest upon the softest pillow, for you are my god and I am your
devoted worshiper.
Keep my pan filled with fresh water for, although I would not reproach
you were it dry, I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst. Feed me
clean food that I may stay well to romp and play and do your biding,
walk by your side and stand ready, willing and able to protect you
with my life should yours be in danger.
From~Anon http://thedogman.net/DogmanPoems.asp?title
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