A message from Max

[Smooshie]

I found this on a Boxer board that I go to....made me cry and darn it I HATE to cry alone so....


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 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 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)

"May be reposted and shared freely as long as this
credit appears with the post given to J.D. Ellis
2001"


Now...everyone go hug your babies!!! :wink:

[cheekymunkee]

Well, you are not crying alone now. :(

Debby

[Guest Anonymous]

:cry: :cry: now you ahve 2 people crying with you

[imported_Kat]

awww I've read this before and it really is very sad but heartful.