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WHITT (RIP)

April 05, 2001 - April 02, 2014

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This is my Whitt's paw print he's back home with me now. I have his cremated ashes I will put him next to my wife Margaret, Toby, and Shane And then I will be ready to go and all our ashes will be put together and put in the St. Joseph Bay.

This evening, April 02, 2014 at 4:30 pm I had to make a decision and I lost the best friend a man could ever have I had to have my Whitt Boy put to sleep. But I will see him again this I believe with all my heart. I love you very much Whitt and when my time comes I will see you again, you have my word on that. I love you so much you will always be on my mine and have a place in my heart.

I love you Whitt!!!

My Whitt

A Dog’s Plea

Treat me kindly, my beloved friend, for no heart in all the world is more grateful for kindness than the loving heart of me.

Do not break my spirit with a stick, for although I should lick your hand between blows, your patience and understanding will quickly teach me the things you would have me learn.

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 your footsteps falls upon my waiting ear.

Please take me inside when it is cold and wet, for I am a domesticated animal, no longer accustomed to bitter elements. I ask no greater glory than the privilege of sitting at your feet beside the hearth. Keep my pan filled with fresh water, for 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 and stand ready, willing and able to protect you with my life, should your life be in danger.

And, my friend, when I am very old, and I no longer enjoy good health, hearing and sight, do not make heroic efforts to keep me going. I am not having any fun. Please see that my trusting life is taken gently. I shall leave this earth knowing with the last breath I draw that my fate was always safest in your hands.

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