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I thought this was especially nice for those of us that have animals, so I'm passing it on.

I Am Your Pet.
Author Unknown

I am your pet, 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 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 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 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, 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 "owner" 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
batting toys, 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 pet, 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 an "animal 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. Enter my world, and let time slow down if only
for 15 minutes. Look deep into my eyes, and whisper into 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.........

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Yeah that just finished up my day, since last night i had to put my dog to sleep.....Being sick with the cold and crying dont mix well at all...:( :( :( :( :(

No Cerveza... No Trabajo
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You forgot this one:

I am your pet. I still haven't made the connection that when I shit on the carpet, I hear a loud noise, my ass hurts and you are standing beside me. Please help me understand.

RacerGyrl02 said:
Yeah that just finished up my day, since last night i had to put my dog to sleep.....Being sick with the cold and crying dont mix well at all...:( :( :( :( :(
Awwww im sorry to hear that hon!!!!! *hug* Hugs cheer up everyone :)

Opulance. I has it.
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RacerGyrl02 said:
yeah, but its hard doing something like that after having her for so long.....sucks man!! :(
True, but it's not as hard as having to scrape brain matter from sparky off the road

Served Time
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Treat me kindly, my beloved master for no heart in all the world
is more grateful for kindness
than the loving heart of me.

Do not break my spirit with a stick,
for though I should 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 domesticated animal. No longer used to bitter elements...
and I ask no greater glory than the privilege of sitting
at your feet beside the hearth...
though had you no home in all the land...for you are my god...
and I am your devoted worshipper.

Keep my pan filled with fresh water, for although
I should 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 bidding, to walk by you side,
and stand ready, willing and able to protect you with my life,
should your life be in danger.

And beloved master, should the Great Master see fit
to deprive me of my health or sight, do not turn me away from you.
Rather, hold me gently in your arms as skilled hands
grant me the merciful boon of eternal rest...
and I will leave you knowing with the last breath I draw,
my fate was ever safest in your hands.

Served Time
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from the rms:

I remember bringing you home. You were so small and cuddly with your tiny paws and soft fur.

You bounced around the room with eyes flashing and ears flopping. Once in awhile, you'd let out a little yelp just to let me know that this was your territory.

Making a mess of the house and chewing on everything in sight became a passion, and when I scolded you, you just put your head down and looked up at me with those innocent eyes, as if to say, "I'm sorry, but I'll do it again as soon as you're not watching."

As you got older, you protected me by looking out the window and barking at everyone who walked by. When I had a tough day at work, you would be waiting for me with your tail wagging, just to say, "Welcome home. I missed you." You never had a bad day and I could always count on you to be there for me.

When I sat down to read the paper and watch TV, you would hop on my lap, looking for attention. You never asked for anything more than to have me pat your head so you could go to sleep with your head over my leg.

As you got older, you moved around more slowly. Then, one day, old age finally took its toll and you couldn't stand on those wobbly legs anymore. I knelt down and patted you lying there, trying to make you young again. You just looked up at me as if to say that you were old and tired and that after all these years of not asking for anything, you had to ask me for one favor.

With tears in my eyes, I drove you one last time to the vet. One last time you were lying next to me. For some strange reason, you were able to stand up in the animal hospital; perhaps it was your sense of pride.

As the vet led you away, you stopped for an instant, turned your head and looked at me as if to say,
"Thank you for taking care of me."

I thought, "No.... thank you for taking care of me."
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