11 Mar 2011
John P.
What a very touching story.
When a child I had a dog named Fred, and when my dad died rather prematurely, he grabbed one of my dad's slippers and then went under one of the lving room chairs and remained there for two days with his chin resting on it.
Nothing we did or offered would make him to come out.
11 Mar 2011
Christina McIntosh
From Carmen Bernos de Gasztold, 'Prayers from the Ark':
The Prayer of the Dog.
In French:
Seigneur, je veille.
Si je n'etais pas la, qui garderait leur maison?
Qui leur serait fidele?
Il n'y a que vous et moi pour comprendre ce qu'est la fidelite.
Ils me disent, "Bon chien! brave chien!"
Des mots...
Moi je prends leurs caresses
Et les vieux os qu'ils me jettent.
Et j'ai l'air content!
Ils croient tellement me faire plaisir!
Je prends aussi les coups de pieds quand ils arrivent.
Tout cela n'a pas d'importance.
Moi je veille!
Seigneur,
Ne permettez pas que je meure avant que pour eux
Tout danger soit ecarte".
As translated by Rumer Godden:
"Lord, I keep watch!
If I am not here, who will guard their house?
Watch over their sheep?
Be faithful?
**No one but You and I understands what faithfulness is** (my emphasis - CM).
'They call me. 'Good dog! Nice dog!'
Words...
I take their pats and the old bones they throw me and I seem pleased.
They really believe they make me happy.
I take kicks too when they come my way.
None of that matters.
I keep watch!
Lord, do not let me die until, for them, all danger is driven away".
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