Before humans die, they write their Last Will & Testament giving their home, and all they have, to those they leave behind. If, with my paws, I could do the same, this is what I would ask.
To a poor and lonely stray I’d give:
- My happy home.
- My bowl and cozy bed, soft pillows and all my toys.
- The laps, which I love so much.
- The hands that stroke my fur and the sweet voices which speak my name.
I’d will to the sad, scared, shelter dog, the place I have in my human’s loving heart of which there seems no bounds.
So, when I die, please do not say “I will never have a pet again, for the loss and pain is more than I can stand.” Instead, go and find an unloved dog whose life has held no joy or hope, and give MY place to him or her.
This is the only thing I can give, the love that I will be leaving behind.