think of your dog

[timrock]

Is there any joy in being your dog?


Do you show me love sometime in the day?


Do you leave me outside all the time, no matter what
the weather?
Do you chain me to a tree or a doghouse, or shut me
up in a pen all day? I may suffer from the cold or heat , hunger or thirst,and have no power to correct my situation.


If I was in the wild, I would have a cozy den, and would
have other dogs to help keep me warm, and be company.


Dogs are social animals, do you leave me in solitary all the time? That is punishment for a dog.
What I really want is your company, but another dog would be pretty good, too.


Do you scream at me when I bark? I probably do it because I'm bored and lonely, and it is one thing that dogs do! It is our voice.


Do you ever look in my eyes and see me shining out? That I am God's own creature that feels pain and love and lonliness and joy and depression? Affection and despair?


Do you strike me? I hurt, too. It is no kinder to hit me than to hit your child. Hit yourself first, as hard as you would hit me, just to be sure that this is really what you want to inflict on another living being.


Why do you have a dog? If you leave me alone, ignore me, what can I offer to your life? Even a dog that is strictly a watchdog can be treated with kindness.


Person, don't you think that hopelessness and isolation is even more cruel when inflicted on a creature with no defense? It might be possible that the creature in your care would be happier in a home with a family that would truly care for it.


If you really think that a dog or cat or any other creature that is not human can't feel disappointment or lonliness or depression, then you're not paying attention. Start today to wake to the truth that some part of God is in every living, thing, including that lonely, hopeful guy in your back yard.


In closing, my friend, my neighbor, stranger down the street, I offer a prayer.


God bless the beasts and the children, the little ones, the helpless ones, the mute ones. Someone must speak for these, and bless them and help them. To these, with my heart, I give the love that God intended all creatures to receive. Amen.


Know that someone watches.

REPORT DOG ABUSE~OR BEAT THEM SENSELESS

 

[timrock]

S two in the room; my dog and me. . . . Outside a fearful storm is howling.

The dog sits in front of me, and looks me straight in the face.

And I, too, look into his face.

He wants, it seems, to tell me something. He is dumb, he is without words, he does not understand himself -- but I understand him.

I understand that at this instant there is living in him and in me the same feeling, that there is no difference between us. We are the same; in each of us there burns and shines the same trembling spark.

Death sweeps down, with a wave of its chill broad wing. . . .

And the end!

Who then can discern what was the spark that glowed in each of us?

No! We are not beast and man that glance at one another. . . .

They are the eyes of equals, those eyes riveted on one another.

And in each of these, in the beast and in the man, the same life huddles up in fear close to the other.

 

[timrock]

I wish that I was told what I've done wrong,
Why must I be chained up and left alone so very long?
They seemed so glad to have me when I was growing up.
There were so many things we'd do when I was just a pup.
The master sad he'd train me as a companion and a friend.
The mistress said she'd never fear to be alone again.
The children said they'd feed me and they did if I would only stay.
But now the master says "No Time."
The mistress says I shed.
She doesn't want me in the house not even to be fed.
The children said they'd walk me, now they say "Not Now."
I wish I could tell them how I really felt.

 

[timrock]

From a Blind Dog

I cannot see you Mommy when you cuddle me so near.
And yet I know you love me it's in the words I hear.
I cannot see you Daddy when you hold me by your side
But still I know you love me when you tell me so with pride.
I cannot see to run and play out in the sun so bright
For here inside my tiny head it's always dark as night.
I cannot see the treats you give when I am extra good
But I can wag my tail in thanks just like a good dog should.
"It cannot see! The dog's no good!" Is what some folks might say
"It can't be trained! It'll never learn! It must be put away!"
But not you Mom and Daddy you know that it's alright
Because I love you just as much as any dog with sight.
You took me in you gave me love and we will never part
Because I'm blind with just my eyes I see you in my heart.

 

[Crazy Ivan]

Good post , bro! Dogs are man's best friend!