������������������� �� ��������� "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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