Before humans die, they write their last Will and Testament, give their home and all they have, to those they leave behind. If, with my paws, I could do the same, this is what I'd 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 lap, which I loved so much
  • The hand that stroked my fur and the sweet voice which spoke my name

I'd will to the sad, scared shelter dog, the place I had in my human's loving heart, of which there seemed 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 find an unloved dog, one whose life has held no joy or hope and give MY place to HIM.

This is the only thing I can give . . . The love I left behind.

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