A Dog's 10 Commandments
- My life is likely to last 10-15 years, any separation from you will be painful for me. Remember that before you decide to bring me home.
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Give me time to understand what you want from me, don't be impatient, short-tempered, or irritable.
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Place your trust in me and I will always trust you back. Respect is earned not given as an inalienable right.
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Don't be angry with me for long and don't lock me up as punishment, I am not capable of understanding why? I only know I have been rejected, you have your work, entertainments and friends I only have you.
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Talk to me sometimes, even if I don't understand your words I understand your voice and your tone.
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Be aware that however you treat me I'll never forget it, and if it's cruel it may affect me forever.
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Please don't hit me I can't hit back, but I can bite and scratch and I really don't ever want to do that.
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Before you scold me for being uncooperative, obstinate, or lazy, ask yourself if something might be bothering me. Perhaps I'm not getting the right foods or I've been out in the sun too long, or my heart is getting old and weak, I may be just dog tired.
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Take care of me when I get old. You too will grow old and may also need love, care, comfort, and attention.
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The Prayer of a Stray
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Dear God, Please send me somebody who will care!
I am tired of running, I am sick with despair.
My body is aching; it is so racked with pain
and, Dear God, I pray as I run in the rain
that someone will love me and give me a home,
a warm cozy bed and a big juicy bone.
My last owner tied me all day in the yard,
sometimes with no water and that was hard.
So I chewed my leash and I ran away
to rummage in garbage and live as a stray.
But now I am tired and hungry and cold
and I am so afraid that I will never grow old.
They have chased me with sticks and hit me with stones
while I run the streets just looking for bones.
I'm not really bad God, please help if you can,
for I have become a "victim of man."
I am wormy and ridden with fleas
and all that I want is a person to please.
If you find one for me, I'll try to be good
and I won't chew their shoes but I'll do as I should.
I'll love them, protect them and try to obey
when they tell me to sit, lie down or to stay.
I don't think I'll make it too long on my own,
because I am getting so weak and I am so alone.
Each night as I sleep in the bushes I cry
I am so afraid that I am going to die.
I've got so much love and devotion to give
that I should be given a new chance to live.
So please Dear God, please answer my prayer
and send me someone who WILL really care.
Written by B. Davanport
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