Treat me kindly, my
beloved master, for no heart in all the world
is more grateful for kindness than mine.
Do not break my spirit with a stick, for although I should lick your hand between blows,
patience and understanding will teach me more quickly the things you 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 I hear your step.
When the weather is cold and wet, please take me inside, for I am a domesticated animal,
no longer used to the bitter elements, and I ask no greater glory
than the privilege of sitting at your feet.
Keep my pan filled with fresh water, for although I would 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, standing ready to protect you with my life, should your life be in
And master, when I am very old, if the greatest master sees fit to deprive me of my health
sight, do not turn me away. Rather see that my trusting life is taken gently and I shall
leave you knowing with the last breath I draw, my life was always safe in your hand.