Re: When the time comes
Treat me kindly my beloved friend ,
for no heart in all the world is more grateful for your loving kindness,
than your loving heart
Do not break my spirit with a stick ,
for though I may lick your hand between blows , your patience and understanding will more quickly teach me the things you would have me learn
Speak to me often
for your voice is the worlds sweetest music , you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail when the sound of your footsteps falls upon my waiting ear
Please take me inside when it’s cold & wet
for I am a domesticated animal ,
no longer accustomed to the bitter elements
I ask no greater glory than the privilege
Of sitting at your feet by the hearth
Keep my pan filled with water
For I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst
Feed me clean food so that I may do your bidding, to walk by your side and stand ready, willing and able to protect you with my life if your life is ever in danger
And my friend, when I am very old and I no longer enjoy food 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 safest in your hands.
Beth Norman Harris