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<span style="font-family:Optima">Out of the Mouthes of Babes</span>


Why Animals Don't Live As Long As People

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 that he was dying of cancer.
I told the family that there were no miracles left 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 the four-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt Shane could 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 a while 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, "Everybody is born so that they can learn how to live a good life -- like loving everybody and being nice, right?" The four-year-old continued, "Well, animals already know how to do that, so they don't have to stay as long".
Great friends are hard to find, difficult to leave, and impossible to forget.
 

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Thanks for sharing that!
 

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Awwww. I just sent that to my dearest friend whose loving companion of ten years passed away suddenly about a week ago.
 

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Awwww. That is so sweet.
 

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aww... That kinda comforts me when I think about my first dog, Scooter. He's been dead for alittle over 1yr now..
 

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<span style="font-family:Optima">I rather liked this little story too.</span>


Anyone who has pets will really like this. You'll like it even if you don't
and may decide you need one.

Mary and her husband Jim had a dog, Lucky. Lucky was a real character.
Whenever Mary and Jim had company come for a weekend visit they would warn
their friends to not leave their luggage open because Lucky would help
himself to whatever struck his fancy.

Inevitably someone would forget and something would come up missing. Mary or
Jim would go to Lucky's toy box in the basement and there the treasure would
be, amid all of Lucky's favorite toys. Lucky always stashed his finds in his
toy box and he was very particular that his toys stay in the box.

It happened that Mary found out she had breast cancer. Something told her
she was going to die of this disease.... she was just sure it was fatal. She
scheduled the double mastectomy, fear riding her shoulders. The night before
she was to go to the hospital she cuddled with Lucky. A thought struck
her... what would happen to Lucky? Although the three-year-old dog liked Jim
he was Mary's dog through and through. If I die Lucky will be abandoned,
Mary thought. He won't understand that I didn't want to leave him. The
thought made her sadder than thinking of her own death.

The double mastectomy was harder on Mary than her doctors had anticipated
and Mary was hospitalized for over two weeks. Jim took Lucky for his evening
walk faithfully but the dog just drooped, whining and miserable. But finally
the day came for Mary to leave the hospital.

When she arrived home, Mary was so exhausted she couldn't even make it up
the steps to her bedroom. Jim made his wife comfortable on the couch and
left her to nap. Lucky stood watching Mary but he didn't come to her when
she called. It made Mary sad but sleep soon overcame her and she dozed.

When Mary woke for a second she couldn't understand what was wrong. She
couldn't move her head and her body felt heavy and hot. Panic soon gave way
to laughter though when Mary realized the problem. she was covered,
literally blanketed in every treasure Lucky owned! While she had slept the
sorrowing dog had made trip after trip to the basement and back bringing his
beloved mistress his favorite things in life. He had covered her with his
love.

Mary forgot about dying. Instead she and Lucky began living again, walking
further and further together every night. It's been 12 years now and Mary is
still cancer-free. Lucky? He still steals treasures and stashes them in his
toy box, but Mary remains his greatest treasure.
 

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Now that one made me reach for the Kleenex!!!!!!

How superbly sweet..........Dogs are so amazing!!!!!
 
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