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A Dog's Plea - a poem for you!!!
Author: Hef
Blog URL: http://www.mutts4us.com//blogs/poem
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Treat me kindly, my beloved friend, for no
heart in all the world is more grateful for
kindness than the loving heart of me.
Dogs Live Here!
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If you don't want to be greeted with paws and swinging tails don't come inside because dogs live here.

 

If you don't like the feel of a cold nose or a wet tongue, don't come inside because dogs live here.

 

If you don't want to step over many scattered toys, don't come inside because dogs live here.

 

If you think that a home ought to smell of perfume, don't come inside because dogs live here.

 

If you don't mind all of this, you will be instantly loved when you come inside, because dogs live here.

04/09/2007 0 Comments | Add Comment
 
A faithful dog!
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A Faithful Dog Will Play With You

 

And Laugh With You -Or Cry-

 

He'll Gladly Starve To Stay With You

 

Nor Ever Reason Why,

 

And When You're Feeling Out Of Sorts

 

Somehow He'll Understand

 

He'll Watch You With His Shining Eyes

 

And Try To Lick Your Hand.

 

His Blind, Implicit Faith In You

 

Is Matched By His Great Love -

 

The Kind That All Of Us Should Have

 

In The Master, Up Above.

 

When Everything Is Said And Done

 

I Guess This Isn't Odd

 

For When You Spell "Dog" Backwards

 

You Get The Name Of God.

04/09/2007 0 Comments | Add Comment
 
A Dog's Plea
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Treat me kindly, my beloved friend, 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 might lick your hand between blows, your patience and understanding will more quickly teach me the things you would have me learn. 

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 fall upon my waiting ear. 

Please take me inside when it is cold and wet, for I am a domesticated animal, no longer accustomed to bitter elements.  I ask no greater glory than the privilege of sitting at your feet beside the hearth. 

Keep my pan filled with fresh water, for 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, my friend, when I am very old, and I no longer enjoy good health, hearing and sight, do not make heroic efforts to keep me going.  I am not having any fun.

Please see that my trusting life is taken gently, I shall leave this earth knowing with the last breath I draw that my fate was always safest in your hands.

BY:ANONYMOUS

23/08/2007 0 Comments | Add Comment
 
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