"A dogs Plea"
Treat me kindly, my bloved friend, for no heart in the world is more grateful for kindness than the loveing heart of me.
Do not break my spirit with a stick, for though i should lick your hands befor blows, your patience and understanding will more teach me the things you would have me learn.
Speak to me often, for your voice is the worlds sweetiest music, as you know by the fierce wagging of my tail when your footstep falls 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 becide the hearth.
Keep my pan filled with freash water, for i can not 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.
And, my friend, when i am very cold, 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 saftest in your hands.
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