Posted on October 27, 2009 - by pcmccullough
Dedicated Friendships
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A dear friend lost a dear friend this past week. Over the past several months, she had posted his turn-of-live events on Facebook and we all knew his life was coming to an end. We sent our get-well wishes and then our condolences. I honor Terri and her family for their love and dedication to their faithful friend, Bronson.
Another friend showed this to me today. The irony that it fell on the heels of Bronson’s passing compelled me to share it. I do not know its origin and thank the author for this great advice.
Ten Commandments for Pet Owners
- My life is likely to last 10 to 15 years. Any separation from you will be very painful.
- Give me time to understand what you want from me. Do not break my spirit with your temper, though I will always forgive you. Your patience will teach me more effectively.
- Please have me spayed or neutered.
- Treat me kindly, my beloved friend, for no heart in all the world is more grateful for your kindness than mine. Don’t be angry with me for long, and don’t lock me up as punishment. After all, you have your job, your friends, and your entertainment. I have only you.
- Speak to me often. Even if it don’t understand your words, I understand your voice when it speaks to me. Your voice is the sweetest sound I ever hear, as you must know by my enthusiasm whenever I hear your footsteps.
- Take me in when it’s cold and wet. I’m a domestic animal and am no longer accustomed to the bitter elements. I ask for little more than your gentle hands petting me. Keep my bowl filled with water. Freed me good food so that I may stay well to romp and play and do your bidding. By your side I stand ready, willing and able to share my life with you, for that is what I live for. I’ll never forget how well you have treated me.
- Do not hit me. Remember, I have teeth that can easily crush the bones in your hand, but I choose not be bite you.
- Before you scold me for being lazy or uncooperative, ask yourself if something might be bothering me. Perhaps I’m not getting the right food, or I’ve been in the sun too long; my hearing maybe getting weak.
- Take care of me when I get old. For you will grow old too.
- When I am old or when I no longer enjoy good health, please do not make heroic efforts to keep me going. I am not having fun. Just see to it that my trusting life is taken gently. And be with me on that difficult journey when it is time to say goodbye. Never say, “I just can’t bear to watch.” Everything is easier for me when you are there. I will leave this earth knowing with my last breath that my fate was always safest in your hands. I love you.
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October 27, 2009
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El Browning said:
My heart goes out to Terri and her family. The 10 Commandments for Pet Owners is beautiful and steeped in wise and loving advice for all of us who love our animals. Thanks to Spike and Prego for being there when I need a tail wag or two. I honor the light in them.
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PC McCullough said:
Thanks El. Feel free to share with your friends as well.
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October 28, 2009
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Terri Ann Palumbo said:
PC, now that I’ve found this on Twitter, I want to repeat my heartfelt thanks to you for sharing this as a lovely tribute to my beautiful Bronson boy. We said goodbye to him one week ago tonight, and we still miss him so much.
As the last of the 10 commandments states, he breathed his last breath lying with his head comfortably on my lap, as we whispered our goodbyes, told him how much we loved him and held him on his way to the next journey. It was so sad….but we would never have let him leave us merely in the hands of strangers.
We rescued Bronson from a horrible animal shelter 15 years ago. He was so sick, the vet didn’t think he’d make it – but we nursed and loved him back to great health, until the stroke that eventually forced us to say goodbye to him. He was happy right up until the moment of that stroke – and I never left his side for a second, through the long ride to the emergency clinic, or at the last moment.
He was, as I told him every morning and evening, “the best doggy in the whole wide world”, and we are all just lost without him – especially when we forget, and start to look for him, or call him to eat or play.
Thank you, again, my dear friend…Terri
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PC McCullough said:
In honor of Bronson – you are welcome.