The  years go so very fast and before you know it that romping pup is old and
grey muzzled and they have sat by our sides while we read, watch TV, and 
work on our computers. Every so often they come and lay their heads in our 
laps, toss our elbow with their muzzle or gaze into our eyes and wait for us  to
notice them.

Take a moment now to remember what they mean to  you..

I am your dog, 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 running 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 may 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 must take that long sleep, to  run
free in a distant land.

I may not be here tomorrow; I may not be  here next week. Someday you will
shed the water 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
"trainer" or even "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 because you  wanted a soul to share 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 and who
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 only for 15 minutes. Look deep into my eyes, and  whisper into my ears.
Speak with your heart, with your joy, and I will know  your true self. We may not
have tomorrow, but we do have today, and life is  oh so very short.

So please--come sit with me now and let us share  these precious moments we
have together.

- Love, on behalf of canines  everywhere.
Your Dog

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