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Letter to God Dear God, Please remember these few things when taking care of my boy, He likes to walk back and forth in the pond, chasing the blue gills, watching close for you to reel in the "big one". He will then "hold" the stringer for you. Please take him fishing. The lizards in the tree stumps won't be safe anymore, so you'd better hide the lizards. If you put dog bones in your robes, he will "wave" at you until you give him one. Give him two. His day bed is the one closest to the fireplace. If there is a girl lying in it he will come and rest his head on your knee until you remove her. His bedtime is 8 pm; please help him up the stairs. Don't leave freshly baked pies on the counter, no matter how crippled he becomes, he will always eat it. Blueberry is his favorite, with just a little cinnamon. If there is a child in the water he will bring it out, especially if it is having a good time. If there is a small child walking with a cracker, he will keep the child from overeating. Please give him a child to follow. Don't leave any ladders leaning against your house, he will be found on the roof. I hope there is a playground nearby with lots of kids, he will wait his turn at the slide, and bark when he gets to the bottom. Be careful when you spell out words like "C-A-R R-I-DE". and " E-A-T," even "B-U-N-N-Y", He knows how to spell, you had better be ready to follow through. When you take him on a trip, and stop to rest, just tell him to " be a good Boy", he will lift his leg whether he has to go or not. He can't "go" with a leash on, it makes him cough. In fact don't even show him a leash, he will choke. He also can't go for a walk without his Dummy in his mouth, He can't make it past the gate, he likes the orange one the best. The top of his head will become pointed if you don't kiss it often during the day. Then his hats won't fit. He can't sleep unless he is on the right side of the bed. When you give him a marrow bone, make sure his mom is there too, he likes to use her back as a table and get her all slimy. If you tell him to "stay", make sure you come back to release him, he will stay there for days. During the football games, if you get a chip, he gets a chip. He doesn't like the nuts with the shell on them, peel them please. If you go to the lake then stop for ice cream on the way home, he always gets the first lick and then the bottom of the cone too, please. Don't use a Buoy to tie off your boat, he will spend all afternoon trying to drag it to shore. If you take him camping, he has to sleep between you and Mrs. God, on the softest part of the foam pad. When the Japanese Tourists get off the bus at the Grand Canyon have them take a group photo instead of one at a time, he gets too tired of smiling. Don't get mad at him when you come home and his head is in the dog food bin, He has to stretch is stomach muscles every now and then. That's all for now God, Tell him we love him, miss him and hope he likes the food up there. rayilynlee <[log in to unmask]> wrote:Peggy, if my dogs don't/didn't have souls, then I don't want one either. I think I do understand your pain. I had Amy Schnauzer for 14 years. She had everything from mastectomies to hysterectomies, bladder surgeries, finally at age 14 and she wasn't eating and I tried to put the bowl "lower:"on the floor, I had her euthanized. When it happened her whole body rose off the table and she screamed horribly. I was like a crazy person for quite awhile, not because of guilt, but because she suffered so much. My mom, who was an atheist said she "saw" Amy several times after her death and I could hear the little sound she used to make to get me up out of bed to go out to the kitchen for a snack. Mr. Spike, on the other hand is not only Mr. Happy, he's healthy too. He is a very mixed breed - Schnauzer head, Shih-Tzu body. I don't think you ever get over losing a pet, but it does get less painful as the years pass. They are all so special. You can never love them enough Ray, a dog's person ----- Original Message ----- From: "Peggy Willocks" To: Sent: Tuesday, July 12, 2005 3:35 PM Subject: Do Animals Have Souls? >I just wanted to share my journal entry for today with all of you. It >helps > me to get rid of some heavy baggage and helps you to know me a little > better. I will just give you excerpts, and you can read the full entry > here: > > http://www.plwp.org/journal_view_peg.asp > > Peggy > > > > Journal excerpt: > > Today, July 12, 2005, we put our pet pug of nearly 15 years to sleep. > Euthanasia . . . we made the choice. He is blind with one eye ruptured, > nearly totally deaf, has horrible arthritis, and probably many other > ailments of which we're not aware. He gasps for air upon any exertion, > and > I am sure would be content to just sleep all day for another 4-5 years. > But > in dog years he is 98 - his body is slowly deteriorating, and the family > would not have him suffer for anything. We have all cried as much for his > loss as much as we would any other member of the family. For those who > don't have "family" pets, I can never explain how we are feeling. > > I reminisce about his adoption into our family. My son had graduated from > high school and his one request was for a puppy. We scanned the paper's > classified ads for the "perfect" dog at the perfect price. My husband > wanted a Boston terrier - those cute little black and white dogs with the > stubby tail. His parents had one, and that was his request. On the other > hand, I recalled when growing up that our neighbors had a Chinese pug - > anything but cute! But I remembered how unique that breed of dog was, and > there just above the ad for the Boston terriers was one for a pug. I told > the kids about it, but I didn't share this with my husband. Our last > warning as the three kids and I drove away was my husband yelling, "Don't > take the checkbook - we want to think about this." > > We decided to look at the pug first. The ad read, "Chinese pug puppy - > parents on the premises - $150." That was a bargain! But remember, we > didn't take the checkbook. We drove up to the trailer park lot and saw a > young man outside. This was before cell phones, so we hadn't called ahead > or anything. "We'd like to see the puppy you have for sale." The slender > man quickly went into the trailer and returned with the pup and his very > pregnant wife. It was love at first sight! His little wrinkled forehead > and curled up tail were irresistible! > > * * * * * > > Yes, we have good memories of Festus. Our walls and photo albums have > Festus displayed just like any other family member. And the grandkids > loved > him, too. But they were beginning to beat up on him because he got in > their > way and couldn't move fast enough to escape their path, oblivious to that > fact. And the pain of not seeing him every morning, not hearing him > grunt, > snort and sputter each day, or yelping whenever I went outside without him > will take some getting used to, but I know that he is better off. > > I don't believe in human euthanasia, but I better understand that once > this > earthly body has worn out or is riddled with illness to the point that > one's > quality of life is so limited, then a prayer for that person to go on to > another dimension is not a bad thought. Once, my son asked me if animals > had a soul. 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