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Treat me kindly, my beloved master, for no heart in all the world is
more grateful 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 the things you would have me learn.
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 footsteps
fall on my waiting ears.
Please take me inside when it is cold and wet, for I am a
domesticated animal, no longer used to bitter elements, and I
ask no greater glory than the privilege of sitting at your feet
beside the hearth.
Keep my pan filled with fresh 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 with my life, should your life be in danger
And should my sight fade as I grow graceful in age, I will continue to love you and sit faithfully at your side, even though I can no longer see the love in your eyes.
Take me for walks as you have in the past, only this time you are my eyes, and your lead I will trust.
And when I am old, if the great master sees fit to deprive me of my health,
do not turn me away from you; Rather, see that my trusting life is taken gently and I shall leave you knowing, that with the last breath I drew, my fate was always safest in your hands.
