The Dogs Prayer....

THE DOGS PRAYER


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 the 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
footsteps 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, I would rather follow you through ice and
snow than rest upon the softest pillow in the warmest home in all
the land, for you are my god and I am your devoted worshiper.
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 your 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 drew, my fate was ever safest in your hands.

-Beth Norman Harris-