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 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
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 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 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)