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 into 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)

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