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The Power of a Dog
by
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The Creation
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Dogs Don't Have Souls,
Do They?
by
Chuck Wells
Your Pets In Heaven
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Dogs Don't Have Souls,
Do They?
I remember bringing
you home. You were so small and cuddly with your tiny paws and soft
fur.
You bounced around the room with eyes flashing and ears
flopping.
Once in a while, you'd let out a little yelp just
to let me know this was your territory.
Making a mess of the
house and chewing on everything in sight became a passion, and when
I scolded you, you just put your head down and looked up at me with
those innocent eyes, as if to say, "I'm sorry, but I'll do
it again as soon as you're not watching."
As you got older,
you protected me by looking out the window and barking at everyone
who walked by.
When I had a tough day at work, you would be
waiting for me with your tail wagging just to say, "Welcome
home. I missed you. "You never had a bad day, and I could always
count on you to be there for me.
When I sat down to read the
paper and watch TV, you would hop on my lap, looking for attention.
You never asked for anything more than for me to pat your head so
you could go to sleep with your head over my leg.
As you got
older, you moved around more slowly. Then, one day, old age finally
took its toll, and you couldn't stand on those wobbly legs anymore.
I knelt down and patted you lying there, trying to make you young
again. You just looked up at me as if to say you were old and tired
and that after all these years of not asking for anything, you had
to ask me for one last favor. With tears in my eyes, I drove you
one last time to the vet. One last time, you were lying next to
me.
For some strange reason, you were able to stand up in the
animal hospital, perhaps it was your sense of pride.
As the
vet led you away, you stopped for an instant, turned your head and
looked at me as if to say, "Thank you for taking care of me."
I thought, "No... thank you for taking care of me."
By Chuck Wells
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