From a Dogs Point of View!

Discussion in 'General Conversation' started by Dreadnaught, Jun 26, 2006.

  1. Dreadnaught

    Dreadnaught New Member

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    This one was posted on the Old Board a long time ago and I saved it because, it was so touching I had to. I will share it with you again!!!


    By: Jim Willis, 2001
    "How Could You?"
    ________________
    When I was a puppy, I enterained you with my antics and make you laugh. You
    called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of
    murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend.
    Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How Could
    You?" -- but then you'd relent and roll me over for a belly rub.
    My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were
    terribly busy, but we worked on that together. I remember those nights of
    nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidenes and secret dreams, and
    I believed that life could not be anymore perfect.
    We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice
    cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs" you said),
    and I took long naps in the sun waiting for to come home at the end of the day.
    Gradully, you began spending mor time at work and on your career, and
    more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, conforted
    you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad
    dicisions, and romped with glee at you homecomings, and when you fell in
    love.
    She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" -- still I welcome her into our
    home, tried to show he affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because you
    were happy.
    Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was
    fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I spent most of my
    time banished to another room, or to a dog crate. "Oh, how I wanted to
    loved them, but I became a prisoner of love".
    As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur
    and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes,
    investigated my ears, and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything
    about them and their touch -- because your touch was now so infrequent -- and
    I would've defend them with my life if need to be. I would sneak into their
    beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited
    for the sound of your car in the driveway.
    There has been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you
    produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me.
    These past few years, you just answer "yes" and changed the subject. I had
    gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and you resented every
    experditure on my behalf.
    Now, you have a new career opporunity in another city, and you and they
    will be moveing to an apartment that does not allow pets. You made the
    right decision for your "family," but there was a time when I was your
    only family.
    I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the Animal Shelter.
    It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the
    paper work and said "I know you will find a good home for her." They
    shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand the realities facing
    a middle-aged dog, even one with "papers."
    You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my callar as he screamed,
    "No Daddy! Please don't let them take my dog!" And I worried for him, and
    what lessons you had just tought him about friendship and loyalty, about
    love and responsibility, and about respect for all life.
    You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politly
    refused to take my collar and leash whith you. You had a deadline to meet
    and now I have one, too. After you left, the two nice ladies said you
    probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt
    to fine me another good home. They shook their heads and asked
    "How Could You?"
    They are as attentive to us here in the Shelter as their busy
    schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days
    ago.
    At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping
    it was you that you had changed you mind -- that this was all a bad
    dream... or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone
    who might save me.
    When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention
    of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far
    corner and waited. I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end
    of the day, and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room.
    A blissfully quiet room.
    She placed me on the table and rubbed my ears, and told me not to
    worry. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there
    was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out of days.
    As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she
    bears weighs heavily on her, and I know that, the same way I knew your
    every mood.
    She gently placed a touriquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down
    her cheek. I licked her hand in the same wahy I used to comfort you
    so many years ago.
    She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the
    sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily,
    looked into her kind eyes and murmured "How Could You?"
    Perhaps because she understood my dogspeak, she said "I'm so sorry."
    She hugged me, and hurriedly explained it was he job to make sure I
    went to a better place, where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or
    abandoned, or have to fend for myself -- a place of love and light
    so very different from this earthly place.
    And with my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump
    of my tail that my "How Could You?" was not directed at her. It was
    directed at you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of you. I will
    think of you and wait for you forever. May everyone in your life continue
    to show you so much loyalty.

    "Your Best Friend"
     
  2. Wil

    Wil New Member

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    wow, that really touched me. thank you for sharin this with everyone here. i will give u rep for this because i think every dog owner on here should read this and realize what will happen if they ever do something like this.
     

  3. Buddrice

    Buddrice New Member

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    Dang it JW,you brought tears to my eyes.I have four dogs and everyone of them are special.I love them as much as anyone could love anything.And I know one day I will loose one of them and I will weep.Great post and every dog owner should read it.Reps brother...
     
  4. field989

    field989 New Member

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    same.... cept for the 4 dogs, i only got one


    thanks
     
  5. Cattledogz

    Cattledogz Active Member

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    I have been the "her" in that story, the one that gave that final injection. I cannot tell you how many times I wished it was the owner I was injecting....

    Thanks for sharing that JW. Anyone that thinks it doesn't happen just like has blinders on. It happens day after day after day. Just some of the pets are not so fortunate, they die by being crammed into gas chambers instead of injection. A horrible death....
     
  6. dreamer34

    dreamer34 New Member

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    i am in the process of adopting a dog from our local animal shelter...it took a while to find one that was like me but i finally found what i was looking for ...a basset hound.....thanks for posting that story ...now i know that i'll have a friend
     
  7. Flatheadhunter33

    Flatheadhunter33 New Member

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    Wow...I guess I should have read this at home instead of work. That was really on point though. I know my boy "Duke" is very loyal to me and my family. I just cant see putting him through something like that...ever.
     
  8. TA2D

    TA2D New Member

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    If that don't bring a tear to your eye something is seroiusly wrong, really makes you appreciate your "best friend" doesn't it?

    Aaron

    TA2D
     
  9. TA2D

    TA2D New Member

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    Makes me feel bad that "my" dog is at my parents house, but out there he gets to run all day chasing rabbits, I don't know if he will like living in town.

    Aaron

    TA2D
     
  10. Wil

    Wil New Member

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    TA2D, i think it is worth a shot, he will enjoy livin with his master again if there is nothin else.
     
  11. Dragger

    Dragger New Member

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    Thanks JW, that is a very touching story, I have a choclate lab out side, he has heated house in winter and a cool place in summer. we have 2 toy poodles that go everywhere we go, their on the boat on every fishing trip. If we can't take them , we don't go anywhere, Their family,not dogs...
     
  12. FS Driver

    FS Driver New Member

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    Yeah i remember that posted before and as the first time reading it it brought tear to the eyes again.
    :sad2:


    that is a touching story.
     
  13. field989

    field989 New Member

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    sure does!
    made
     
  14. field989

    field989 New Member

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    sure does!
    made me realize what it would be like if somethin happened to my dog

    sorry somethin happened where it did it twice
     
  15. MRR

    MRR New Member

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    :sad2: Boy I hate those kind of stories. Reminds me of when I had to put my sidekick down cause of an enlarged heart. Have another dog now that I love dearly but can't do the things with this one that I could with the other girl. guess I'll always miss her. Been goin on 9 yrs now.that story really makes a person stop and think. Thanks for sharing it.
     
  16. Outlw36

    Outlw36 New Member

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    Definately a moving story that makes ya stop and think. My beagle was laying at my feet while I read it.
     
  17. flathunter

    flathunter New Member

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    As a dog lover I just gave both my dogs a hug and kiss right on the mouth after reading that!
     
  18. Dreadnaught

    Dreadnaught New Member

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    You are one twisted Puppy, Jack, LOL!!!





    This is the reason I kept it for so long, it makes you think about things through a dogs eyes!!!
     
  19. Dreadnaught

    Dreadnaught New Member

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    Don't mention it John, I am here to help, LOL!!!
     
  20. katcatchingfool

    katcatchingfool New Member

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    hi my name is jaimie and i am katcatchingfools wife. last december we got a dog for our youngest son. we got him from an animal shelter. a black lab that was 4 months old. a runt to boot that my son named max. now this dog is the smartest dog ive seen. he was potty trained in no time at all, learned to sit, lay even roll over. well my husband was against having this dog but he still took max with him when he went out in the woods looking for sheds and is teaching him to fetch with a small shed. max loved this. well when max reached his teething stage the only thing he teethed on was my husbands things. his shoes, hats, even his favorite couch.(i loved that part because i hate this couch it was falling apart before max) of course this didnt sit well with my husband so for the past couple of months he has been trying to talk the family into getting rid of max, with no success of course. last night my husband went to go outside and max ran out with him and before he could stop him he ran out into the road and got hit by a car. he carried max into the house and i gave him a good once over and i only found a scratch but he is limping a little so i will take him to the vet today. the whole family was shakin up but it wasnt until my husband was leaving for work that he admitted that it bothered him that max got hit and then first thing this morning he asked me to read the above thread. it was very touching and brought a tear to my eye. all the time my husband spends on this site since he has joined(and let me tell you its ALL the time) this is the first thread he has asked me to read. so i wanted to say thanks to the fella who saved it and reposted it. i think my husband has finally come to realize that max just isnt a pet, he is part of our family.