Jackthelab Posted February 25, 2008 Report Share Posted February 25, 2008 A MESSAGE FROM MAX My name is Max 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 dark brown 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 wrongdoing 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 do 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 take that long sleep, to run free in distant lands. I may not be here tomorrow. I may not be here next week. Someday you will shed the waters from your eyes, that humans have when deep grief fills their soul, 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 on the floor. 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 a "trainer" or even a "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 chasing a tennis ball, or I may tell you something profound about myself, or even life in general. You decided to have me in your life (I hope) because you wanted a soul to share just such things with. Someone very different from you, and here I am. I am a dog, 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 a "Dog 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, on the floor. Enter my world, and let time slow down if even for only 15 minutes. Look deep in my eyes, and whisper to 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. Love, Max (on behalf of all canines everywhere) Author: J. D. Ellis 2001 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Anne Grose Posted February 25, 2008 Report Share Posted February 25, 2008 I was sent this beautiful poem many years ago and I have ever since that time spent a quiet snuggle time every day with both of my dogs. They are very precious to me. None of us know how long we have with our dogs - my Barty is nearly 5 but because of his physical disabilities I have no way of knowing how long he will be with me, so I make sure we have a snuggles every day. Now excuse me while I nip off and have a second one. Anne Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Natalie34 Posted February 26, 2008 Report Share Posted February 26, 2008 that's very touching and so true x Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
barb Posted February 26, 2008 Report Share Posted February 26, 2008 That is beautiful I am the editor of the Crossbreed and Mongrel Clubs newsletter, so please may I reproduce it in a duture copy. Our members will love is as well. Barbara Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jackthelab Posted February 26, 2008 Author Report Share Posted February 26, 2008 That is beautiful I am the editor of the Crossbreed and Mongrel Clubs newsletter, so please may I reproduce it in a duture copy. Our members will love is as well. Barbara As long as attribute to the author Its a smashing piece of writing Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
barb Posted February 26, 2008 Report Share Posted February 26, 2008 Thank you. The auther will cretainly be named. Barbara Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pen Posted February 26, 2008 Report Share Posted February 26, 2008 Beautiful. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kathyw Posted March 3, 2008 Report Share Posted March 3, 2008 Beautiful. Thank you for that I have juts cleared the middle of this sofa of my toot so that Elsa can lay closer to me with her head on my lap as she loves to do. Timely reminder. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jackthelab Posted March 11, 2008 Author Report Share Posted March 11, 2008 I love my Jack so much, I took a picture of him a month or so back in Black and White and noticed how grey his muzzle is, its so sad that they have such short lives I hug him every day and make time for a cuddle at night Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alfiesmum Posted March 12, 2008 Report Share Posted March 12, 2008 That just made me cry - I miss my Rosiedog so much. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BOB Posted March 12, 2008 Report Share Posted March 12, 2008 That's beautiful. I've just sat at work reading it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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