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A Puppy's Prayer
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Treat me kindly, my beloved master,
for no heart in the world is more grateful for kindness than the loving heart of me.
Do not break my spirit with a stick,
for though I 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
sweet music to my ears,
as you must know by
the fierce wagging of my tail,
when your footstep falls upon
my waiting ears.
When it is cold and wet,
please take me inside,
for I am now a domesticated animal,
no longer used to the bitter elements.
I ask no greater glory than the privilege of
sitting at your feet beside the hearth,
or snuggling on your knee,
as you stroke my head.
Though had you no home,
I would rather follow you
through the ice and snow,
than rest upon
the softest pillow in the
warmest home in all the land,
for you are my hero,
and I am your devoted,
adoring, 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,
so that I may be 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, beloved master,
should the Great Master see 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 mercy of eternal rest,
And I will leave you knowing
that with the last breath I drew,
my fate was ever safest in your hands,
and I will remain, forever loved,
in your heart.
