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A Special
Prayer
From A Dog To His Master
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Written
by
Beth Norman Harris |
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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 the blows, your patience |
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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, 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 my pain or suffering ever become too great during my final hours, 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.
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Our
good friends
Jake
and Champ
wishing
you a
BEAUTIFUL day!
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