He's
just my dog. He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds; my other
ears that hear above the winds.
He has told me more than a thousand times over that I am his reason for
being -- by the way he rests against my leg, by the way he thumps his
tail at my smallest smile, by the way he shows his hurt when I leave
without care for me).
When I am wrong, he is delighted to forgive.
When I am angry he clowns to make me smile.
When I am happy, he is joy unbounded.
When I am a fool, he ignores it. When I succeed, he brags. Without him,
I am only another person. With him, I am all powerful.
He has taught me the meaning of devotion is loyalty itself. With him, I
know the secret comfort and a private peace. He has brought me
understanding where before I was ignorant. His head on my knee can heal
my human hurts. His presence by my side is protection against my fears
of dark and unknown things.
He has promised to wait for me ... whenever ... wherever ... in case I
need him, and I expect I will, as I always have.
Who is he? -- He's just --
MY DOG!
~~Author Unknown |