Treat me kindly, my beloved master, for no heart in all the
world is more grateful for kindness than the loving heart of me.
Do not break my spirit with a stick, for though I should lick
your hand between the blows, your patience and understanding will more quickly
teach me the things you would have me do.
Speak to me often, for your voice is the world's sweetest music,
as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail when your footstep falls
upon my waiting ear.
When it is cold and wet, please take me inside, for I am now
a domesticated animal, no longer used to the bitter elements. And I ask
no greater glory than the priviledge of sitting at your feet beside the
hearth. Though, had you no home, I would follow you through ice and snow
than rest upon the softest pillow in the warmest home of all the land, for
you are my god and I am your devoted worshiper.
Keep my pan filled with fresh water, for although I should not
reproach you were it dry, I cannot 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 your life
should your life be in danger.
And, beloved master, should the great Master see it fit to deprive
me of my health or sight, do not turn me away from you. Rather hold me gently
in your arms as skilled hands grant me the merciful boon of eternal rest
- and I will leave you knowing that with the last breath I drew, my fate
was ever safest in your hands.
By Beth Norman Harris
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