Your dog had a great life; job well done![]()
Your dog had a great life; job well done![]()
The day you give your heart to Jesus, He will set you free.

Our sheltie is a year younger than Warmth's I think. His snout is grey and his eyes are a little hazy. This is sad. Imma scratch his ass for an extra 5 mins when I get home tonight. They really have quite the personality. Ours "herds" us to the cookie jar after we let him in from outside.
here ya go.....A Special Prayer From A Dog To His Master Written by Beth Norman Harris Treat me kindly, my beloved master, for no heart in all the world is more grateful for kindness than 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 thingsyou 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 bitter elements... and I ask no greater glory than the privilege of sitting at your feet beside the hearth... though had you 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 god... and I am your devoted worshiper.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 stand 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 of eternal rest... and I will leave you knowing with the last breath I drew, my fate was ever safest in your hands.
I hate being bipolar, its awesome.
Little Ricky, Ladies and Gentlemen....
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Him nice, RIP, He had a nice happy long life.
Howard is a Vomit.
What a beautiful poem. I just got back this morning with some groceries from Kroger and he used to come into the kitchen to inspect the bags to see what I got. He would stick his nose in every bag and it was like he was giving his approval. Man it's quiet in this house.
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Dogstar trying hard even in this thread.
Condolences, Mr W.
I'm gonna go out back now and have a shmoke and sit back the rest of the day. The only thing missing is his nose pressed against the back kitchen door watching me puff out smoke. Oh Godammit.
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He was a great beauty. Sorry again for your loss.
Get a new dog like tomorrow; waiting doesn't help
The day you give your heart to Jesus, He will set you free.
sounds like you took better care of the dog than you do yourself.
I'm cool w/ that.
RIP.
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