When I received this text by e-mail I was really moved and it affected me so much.
It made me cry as it went directly to my heart and I can imagine how it affected you too.

I love animals, as I had myself a big dog of 120 pds together with a little Yorkshire of
4 pds. Unfortunately both are dead now.

No one can stay insensible reading this text that you should transmit to all your friends
and to people you know.
A dog is talking to you with his heart

When I was a little dog, it was fun for you and I made you laugh.
You called me your child,
though I often made foolishness, I still was your best friend.

When I was naughty you used to scold me and tell me
"HOW COULD YOU DO THAT?"
Though my education was a little long as you were very busy,
still we worked on it together.
I still remember those nights when I was in your bed
and listened to your confidence and your secret dreams,
life for me could'nt have been more perfect.

We used to have long rides together, and ice-creams,
I only had the biscuit, as you told me ice-creams were no good for dogs,
I was having long siestas under the sun waiting for your return home.

Little by little you were longer to come home,
and looking more throughly for a human companionship.

I still waited for you patiently,
never scolding you for bad decisions,
sharing your heartbreakings,
and be joyful at your returns...
until the day you fell in love.


SHE - now your wife - was not exactly fond of dogs,
but still I welcomed her home,
I tried to show her affection and accepted her orders.
I was happy because you were happy.
Then the human babies arrived
I shared your happiness.
I loved their pink colour and their smell,
I also wanted to take care of them,
but you were scared I could hurt them and you banished me,
I was kept in another room.


If only you knew how much I wanted to love them,
but I became a "prisoner of love".
When they grew older, they had fun with me, even if sometimes,
they used to put their fingers in my eyes or in my ears.
I love them and their caresses, as yours were so seldom,
I would have defended them even if I had to die for them.
I was gowing in their beds listening to their problems
and their secret dreams,
together we were expecting the sound of your car coming home.


Once upon a time, when people were asking if you had a dog,
you were showing my picture and telling stories about me,
these last years,
you were only answering a little "yes" and change conversation.
I only became "a dog" and not any more "YOUR dog,"
you were worried about any expenses for me.


Now you found a new house where dogs are not allowed,
It's a good choice for your family,
but once upon a time, I was your only family.
I was excited by the ride we had,
until we arrived in the refuge for animals.


There was a smell of dogs, cats and despair.
You filled the papers and said:
"I am sure you shall find a good home for him".

They were sceptic about it,
as they know that an elder dog even with a pedigree had no chance.

You had to force your son to leave me go, though he was crying:
"No dad! please don't let them take my dog".
I was worried for the boy,
what kind of lesson of life are you giving him,
concerning love, faithfulness, responsibility,
and respect for any kind of life.


You gave me just a caress-goodbye,
You avoided looking into my eyes,
and refused to take my collar.
~

After you left the 2 kind ladies in the refuge said :
"How is it possible",
as nothing was done to find me a good home.

They are really taking care of us in the refuge,
but they have a lot of work,
we are well-fed, but I lost my appetite.

Everytime someone was approaching my cage,
I hoped it was you,
or at least somebody who would save me,
but I could not be a rival to the young dogs who knew how to attract attention.
Then I just sat in a corner and waited.


Until one day I heard the lady coming to me,
I went with her in a separate room, very peaceful.

She put me on a table, told me not to worry.
My heart was beating hard,
knowing what was going to happen,
but I had a feeling of relief.

"The prisoner of love" had lived all these days,
and understood the heavy burden for this lady,
but I was worried for her.

She put a chain around my paw, and had a tear ,
I licked her hand the way I used to do for you whenever you needed confort,
so many years ago.

When she put the needle in my vein,
and I felt the liquid running into me, I began to sleep a little,
I looked at her with my kind eyes and murmured:
"HOW COULD YOU DO THAT"?

She most probably understood my language,
she held me tight into her arms she told me that she was sorry,
that it was her job to do so,
but also explained to me that I was going to a better world,
full of love, of light and filled with love.

With my last moments of energy,
I tried to explain to her that my sentence
"HOW COULD YOU DO THAT"
was not for her.

It was you I thought of my beloved master.

I will never forget you,
I hope that people around you
will show you as much loyalty as I did.
~


If this story: " tears of a dog" touched your sensibility and let you shed a tear,
please try to talk to people around you to educate them.
That having an animal at home, should be a great responsibility,
and need important decision for life.
Animals need and deserve our love and care.
Also, stop murdering animals.

Jim Willis

I would like you to transmit this text just to sensibilize as many people
as you can because unfortunately it is reality in most of the cases.
Thank you for being there

Heart of Love  Coeur d'Amour