A
MESSAGE FROM MAX:
My name is Max and I have a little
something I'd like
to whisper in
your ear. I know that you humans lead
busy lives. Some
have to work, some have children to
raise.
It always seems
like you are running here and there,
often much too
fast, often never noticing the truly
grand things in
life.
Look down at me
now, while you sit there at your
computer. See the
way my dark brown eyes look at
yours? They are
slightly cloudy now, that comes with
age. The gray
hairs are beginning to ring my soft
muzzle. You smile
at me; I see love in your eyes.
What do you see
in mine?
Do you see a
spirit, a soul inside who loves you as no
other could in
the world? A spirit that would forgive
all trespasses of
prior wrong doing for just a simple
moment of your
time?
That is all I
ask. To slow down if even for a few
minutes to be
with me.
So many times you
have been saddened by the words you
read on that
screen, of others of my kind, passing.
Sometimes we die
young and oh so quickly, sometimes so
suddenly it
wrenches your heart out of your throat.
Sometimes we age
so slowly before your eyes that you
do not even seem
to know, until the very end, when we
look at you with
grizzled muzzles and cataract clouded
eyes. Still the
love is always there, even when we
take that long
sleep, to run free in distant lands.
I may not be here
tomorrow; I may not be here next
week. Someday you
will shed the waters from your eyes,
that humans have
when deep grief fills their souls,
and you will be
angry at yourself that you did not
have just "One
more day" with me.
Because I love
you so, your sorrow touches my spirit
and grieves me.
We have now, together. So come, sit
down here next to
me on the floor. And look deep into
my eyes. What do
you see? If you look hard and deep
enough we will
talk, you and I, heart to heart. Come
to me not as
"alpha" or as a "trainer" or even a "Mom
or Dad", come to
me as a living soul and stroke my fur
and let us look
deep into one another's eyes, and
talk. I may tell
you something about the fun of
chasing a tennis
ball, or I may tell you something
profound about
myself, or even life in general. You
decided to have
me in your life (I hope) because you
wanted a soul to
share just such things with.
Someone very
different from you, and here I am. I am a
dog, but I am
alive. I feel emotion, I feel physical
senses, and I can
revel in the differences of our
spirits and
souls. I do not think of you as a "Dog on
two feet"---I
know what you are. You are human, in all
your quirkiness,
and I love you still.
Now, come sit
with me, on the floor. Enter my world,
and let time slow
down if even for only 15 minutes.
Look deep in my
eyes, and whisper to my ears.
Speak with your
heart, with your joy and I will know
your true self.
We may not have
tomorrow, and life is oh so very
short.
Love,
Max (on behalf of
all canines everywhere)
©Copyright
2001
J.D. Ellis
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