Dawn Dressler writing for Reader’s Digest in their September 2000 issue came up with an article entitled: “Why It’s Great to Be a Dog”
Listen to this:
- No one expects you to take a bath every day.
- If it itches, you can scratch it.
- There’s no such thing as bad food.
- A rawhide bone can entertain you for hours.
- If you grow hair in weird places, no one notices.
- You can lie around all day without worrying about being fired.
- You don’t get in trouble for putting your head in a stranger’s lap.
- You’re always excited to see the same people.
- Having big feet is considered an asset.
- Puppy love can last.
And may I possible add a few more?
- You don’t have to worry about corporate downsizing.
- You’re not very concerned with Gas prices and rice shortage.
Now here is what some other people have had to say on the subject:
“The reason a dog has so many friends is that he wags his tail instead of his tongue.”
I love dogs. Never did before until my 3 children influenced me and overnight I became a dog lover.
I have 3 Chowchows in different colors. Cinnamon, Black and White. And now I have a 7 month German Shepherd. Every person in the house loves them. Maybe this is the reason why this story appeals to me and I want to share this with you:
From an anonymous writer comes this story entitled: “A Dog’s Life.”
Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish wolfhound named Belker. The dog’s owners, Ron, his wife, Lisa, and their little boy, Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.
I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn’t do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.
As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt Shane might learn something from the experience.
The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker’s family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.
The little boy seemed to accept Belker’s transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for awhile after Belker’s death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives. Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, “I know why.”
Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I’d never heard a more comforting explanation. He said, “People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life, like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?” The six-year-old continued, “Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don’t have to stay as long.”
Sadly, it sounds so true doesn’t it?
You will never find dogs fighting each other in congress.
You will never find dogs chew up each other in dog church.
You will never find dogs plot, deceive, scam, cheat and lie their way to success.
I guess God gives us dogs so we can learn from them.
What do you think?