Getting Started Once Again....

I am going to try my hand at this. English was the one subject I hated most in school and it has finally come back to haunt me. So....bear or is it bare with me....

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Prayers to God from a Dog


Dear God,
Why do humans smell the flowers, but seldom, if ever, smell one another?

Dear God
When we get to heaven, can we sit on your couch? Or is it the same old story?

Dear God,
Why are there cars named after the jaguar, the cougar, the mustang, the colt, the stingray, and the rabbit, but not ONE named for a dog? How often do you see a cougar riding around? We dogs love a nice ride!Would it be so hard to rename the 'Chrysler Eagle' the 'Chrysler Beagle'?

Dear God,
If a dog barks his head off in the forest and no human hears him, is he still a bad dog?

Dear God,
We dogs can understand human verbal instructions, hand signals, whistles, horns, clickers, beepers, scent ID's, electromagnetic energy fields, and Frisbee flight paths. What do humans understand?

Dear God,
More meatballs, less spaghetti, please.

Dear God,
When we get to the Pearly Gates, do we have to shake hands to get in?

Dear God,
May I have my testicles back?

Dear God,
Are there mailmen in Heaven? If there are, will I have to apologize?

Dear God,
Let me give you a list of just some of the things I'd like you to help me remember so I can be a good dog:

a.. I will not eat the cats' food before they eat it.
b.. I will not roll on dead seagulls, fish, crabs, etc, just because I like the way they smell.
c.. The sofa is not a face towel; neither are Mom and Dad's laps.
d.. The garbage collector is not stealing our stuff.
e.. My head does not belong in the refrigerator.
f.. I will not bite the officer's hand when he reaches in for Mom's driver's license and registration.
g.. I will not play tug-of-war with Dad's underwear when he's on the toilet.
h.. Sticking my nose into someone's crotch is not an acceptable way of saying 'hello.
i.. I do not need to suddenly stand straight up when I'm lying under the coffee table
j.. I must shake the rainwater out of my fur before entering the house.
k.. I will not come in from outside and immediately drag my butt across the carpet.
l.. I will not sit in the middle of the living room and lick my crotch when company is over.
m.. The cat is not a squeaky toy; so when I play with him and he makes that noise, it's usually not a good thing.

Corine







Your beliefs become your thoughts. Your thoughts become your words. Your words become your actions. Your actions become your habits. Your habits become your values. Your values become your destiny.
Mahatma Gandhi
Indian ascetic & nationalist leader (1869 - 1948)

Monday, September 11, 2006

Remembering












Your beliefs become your thoughts. Your thoughts become your words. Your words become your actions. Your actions become your habits. Your habits become your values. Your values become your destiny.
Mahatma Gandhi
Indian ascetic & nationalist leader (1869 - 1948)

Sunday, September 03, 2006

A Letter from Max

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 wrongdoing 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 soul, 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 to 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)

Author: J. D. Ellis 2001







Your beliefs become your thoughts. Your thoughts become your words. Your words become your actions. Your actions become your habits. Your habits become your values. Your values become your destiny.
Mahatma Gandhi
Indian ascetic & nationalist leader (1869 - 1948)