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Creation

When God had made the earth and sky,

the flowers and the trees,

He then made all the animals

the fish, the birds and bees

And when at last He'd finished

not one was quite the same.

He said I'll walk this world of mine

and give each one a name.

And so He travelled far and wide

and everywhere He went,

a little creature followed Him

until its strength was spent.

When all were named upon the earth

and in the Sky and Sea,

the little creature said "Dear Lord,

there's no name left for me."

Kindly the Father said to him

"I've left you to the end.

I've turned my own name back to front

And called you DOG, my friend".

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Have You a Pet in Heaven

HAVE YOU A DOG IN HEAVEN? Have you a dog in Heaven, Lord?

And do you pat its head?

Does he sit up and beg each night

before he goes to bed?

Does he look up with shining eyes

when he sees Your smilling face?

Does he wag his stubby little tail

when he wants to run a race?

Have You a dog in Heaven, Lord?

Is there room for just one more?

Cause my little dog died today;

he'll be waiting at Your door.

Please take him into Heaven, Lord.

And keep him there for me,

just feed him, pet him,l ove him, Lord,

thats all he'll ask of Thee.

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Where To Bury a Dog

If you bury him in this spot, he will come to you when you call.

Come to you over the grim, dim frontiers of death,

and down the well-remembered path to your side again.

And though you call a dozen living dogs to heel, they shall

not growl at him, nor resent his coming, for he belongs there.

People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass

bent by his footfall, who hear no whimper; people who may never really

have had a dog. Smile at them, for you shall know something that is

hidden from them, and which is well worth the knowing. The one best

place then, to bury a dog, is in the heart of his master.

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A Dog's Prayer

By Beth Norman Harris

My Beloved Master, for not heart in all the world is more grateful for kindness

then the loving heart of me. Do not break my spirit with a stick for though I

should lick your hand between the blows, your patience and understanding

will more quickly teach me the things you would have me do. Speak to me

often, for your voice is the world's sweetest music, as you must know by the

fierce wagging of my tail when your footstep falls upon my waiting ear. When

it is cold and wet, please take me inside...for I am now a domesticated animal,

no longer used to the bitter elements...and ask no greater glory than the privildge

of sitting at your feet beside the hearth...though you had no home, I would rather

follow you through ice and snow than rest upon the softest pillow in the warmest

home in all the land...for you are my Devoted Worshipper. Keep my pan filled

with fresh water, for although I should not reproach you were it dry, I cannot tell

you when I suffer thirst. Feed me clean food that I may stay well, to romp and play

and do your bidding, to walk by your side and stay ready, willing and able to

protect you with my life, should your life be in danger. And Beloved Master,

should the Great Master see fit to deprive me of my health or sight, do not turn me away

from you. Rather hold me gently in your arms as skilled hands grant me the merciful

boon to eternal rest...and I will leave you knowing with the last breath I draw,

my fate as ever safest in your hands.

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Pet Canvas

When we adopted you into our life our pet canvas was blank. With every lick of your tongue a portion of the canvas was cleared revealing part of a picture underneath. At first I thought it was strange. Instead of painting new memories you seemed to be unveiling a picture already there. But what was it of? I would understand later. As each wonderful year passed, our love for one another grew deeper. Every time we'd play, or go for a walk, or cuddle, more of the picture would be revealed.

When you grew old I started to see a pair of hands on the canvas. I assumed it was our hands petting you but I couldn't make out the rest of it because it was still fuzzy. We knew you were nearing the end and we loved you all the more. We prayed that God would take you in your sleep so we wouldn't have to make that awful decision. But He didn't and I was angry. I asked Him why would He put us in this situation? A soft voice answered, "If you truly love your pet it will all become clear".

When you became too weak and frail to finish the picture I knew it was time to put you to sleep. With all of the courage that God could give me I took you to the veterinarian. As I held you when you passed away my heart broke and rivers of tears streamed down my face. Then I heard His voice, "Look at the picture now". I did and it was crystal clear. He then said, "A pet canvas can only be completed with tears of compassion".

The picture wasn't of our hands petting you, they were God's hands holding all of us.

James A. Ruma

copyright 2003

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A Dog's Prayer 2

To Those Who Love & Those Who Love Me

When I am gone, release me, let me go-

I have so many things to see and do.

You must not tie yourself to me with tears,

Be happy that we had so many years.

I gave you my love, you can only guess

How much you gave me in happiness.

I thank you for the love you have each shown.

But now it is time I traveled alone.

So grieve awhile for me if grieve you must,

Then let your grief be comforted by trust,

It is only for a while that we must part,

So bless the memories within your heart,

I will not be far away, for life goes on,

So if you need me, call and I will come.

Though you can not see or touch me, I will be near.

And if you listen with your heart, you will hear

All my love around you soft and clear.

And then, when you must come this way alone,

I will greet you with a smile and "Welcome Home".

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A Simple Message From Your Pet

by Ken D. Conover

To have loved and then said farewell is better than to have never loved at all.

For all of the times that you stooped and touched my head, fed me my favorite treat and

returned the love that I so unconditionally gave to you. For the care that you gave to me

so unselfishly. For all of these things I am grateful and thankful. I ask that you grieve

not for the loss but rejoice in the fact that we lived, loved and touched each other's lives.

My life was fuller because you were there, not as owner, but as my friend. Today, I am

as I was in my youth. The grass is always green, butterflies flit among fthe flowers and

the sun shines gently down upon all of God's creatures. I can run, jump and play

and do all of the things that I did in my youth. There is no sickness, no aching joints

and no regrets and no aging. We await the arrival of our lifelong companions and know

that togetherness is forever. You live in our hearts as we do in yours. Companions such

as you are very rare and unique. Don't hold the love that you have within yourself.

Give it to another like me and then I will live forever. For love never really dies,

and you are loved and missed as surely as we are.

Your pet in heaven.

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No More Tears

The time has come for the tears to end

for you to be happy and cheerful again.

I am safe in God's home above

cradled in His arms; covered with His love.

We run and play by the Bridge all day

waiting for the day when you'll be here to stay.

You've been crying so much I feel bad

I want you to be happy and not so sad.

Remember the time when I was so small

I couldn't even pickup the rubber ball.

I fought that ball from morning to night

it made you laugh, I was quite a sight.

Remember teaching me sit and stay

we had such fun since I didn't really obey.

but you kept at it with test after test

so when I entered my first show I was the best.

Remember the great times we had in the past

like when we walked to the park we had a blast.

We'd run and play all through the park

until the sun went down and it got dark.

Remember the times we went for a ride

I was so excited I'd jump right inside.

Away we went to who knows where

but you and I we didn't really care.

I'll always love you, you're my best friend

I'll be right with you even to the end.

Always remember the great times we had

and there will be no reason to ever be sad.

Written by John Quealy

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