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| jumpingmouse02@earthlink.net |
I am your ferret, and I have a little something I'd
like to whisper in your ear. I know that you humans
lead busy lives. Some have to work, some have children
to raise. It always seems like you are running here
and there, often much too fast, often never noticing
the truly grand things in life.
Look down at me now, while you sit there at your
computer. See the way my dark brown eyes look at
yours? They are slightly cloudy now. That comes with
age. The gray hairs are beginning to appear.
You smile at me; I see love in your eyes. What do you
see in mine? Do you see a spirit? A soul inside, who
loves you as no other could in the world? A spirit
that would forgive all trespasses of prior wrong doing
for just a simple moment of your time? That is all I
ask.
To slow down, if even for a few minutes to be with me.
So many times you have been saddened by the words you
read on that screen, of others of my kind, passing.
Sometimes we die young and oh so quickly, sometimes so
suddenly it wrenches your heart out of your throat.
Sometimes, we age so slowly before your eyes that you
may not even seem to know until the very end, when we
look at you with grizzled muzzles and cataract clouded
eyes. Still the love is always there, even when we
must take that long sleep, to run free in a distant
land.
I may not be here tomorrow; I may not be here next
week. Someday you will shed the water from your eyes,
that humans have when deep grief fills their souls,
and you will be angry at yourself that you did not
have just "One more day" with me. Because I love you
so, your sorrow touches my spirit and grieves me. We
have NOW, together.
So come, sit down here next to me on the floor, and
look deep into my eyes. What do you see? If you look
hard and deep enough we will talk, you and I, heart to
heart.
Come to me not as "alpha" or as "trainer" or even "Mom
or Dad," come to me as a living soul and stroke my fur
and let us look deep into one another's eyes, and
talk.
I may tell you something about the fun of running
through tunnels, or I may tell you something profound
about myself, or even life in general.
You decided to have me in your life because you wanted
a soul to share such things with. Someone very
different from you, and here I am.
I am a ferret, but I am alive. I feel emotion, I feel
physical senses, and I can revel in the differences of
our spirits and souls.
I do not think of you as a "Ferret on two feet" -- I
know what you are.
You are human, in all your quirkiness, and I love you
still.
Now, come sit with me, on the floor. Enter my world,
and let time slow down if only for 15 minutes. Look
deep into my eyes, and whisper to my ears. Speak
with your heart, with your joy and I will know your
true self. We may not have tomorrow, and life is oh so
very short. -- Love, (on behalf of ferrets
everywhere)
Author Unknown
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| msjdoolittle |
How moving... thank you for sharing this.
<dashes off for some heart talk and cuddle time with Riley & Sallymae>
Julia
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| Jim Williams |
Great article...we just lost our little ferret Gwen yesterday so some of this
hurts a little, although I'll have to say I don't think there were very many
times she was ignored...tough to ignore something that tends to bite down on a
toe to get your attention!
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| ferret jane |
It certainly makes you think....we do rush around....am enjoying my horrors
at the mo...reminds us not to take them for granted,,,thanks for sharing
"jumpingmouse02@earthlink.net" <jumpingmouse@kylie@xx.com> wrote in message
news:U7efc.9980$A_4.9709@newsread1.news.pas.earthlink.net...
> I certainly didn't mean to cause anyone any pain. I'm sorry if it did.
> Just hoping that the message will be heard by those who are often 'too
> busy'. Time does pass so fast and they are gone from us before we know
it.
>
> **hugs**
>
>
> "whayface" <whayfaceSPAM7770943@yahooJUNK.com> wrote in message
> news:b2oq70d7thoir0piev77351ugbkknd75ui@4ax.com...
> >
> >
> > This was from a ferret's point of view but could be about any pet. It
> really hit home
> > because we just lost out 17 year old Moses who was a cat and it really
> hurt and I have to
> > say we were guilty of some of the things below.
> >
> > http://members.aol.com/larrystark/
> >
> >
> > On Tue, 13 Apr 2004 05:00:27 GMT, "jumpingmouse02@earthlink.net"
> > <jumpingmouse@kylie@xx.com> wrote:
> >
> > >I am your ferret, and I have a little something I'd
> > >like to whisper in your ear. I know that you humans
> > >lead busy lives. Some have to work, some have children
> > >to raise. It always seems like you are running here
> > >and there, often much too fast, often never noticing
> > >the truly grand things in life.
> > >
> > >Look down at me now, while you sit there at your
> > >computer. See the way my dark brown eyes look at
> > >yours? They are slightly cloudy now. That comes with
> > >age. The gray hairs are beginning to appear.
> > >
> > >You smile at me; I see love in your eyes. What do you
> > >see in mine? Do you see a spirit? A soul inside, who
> > >loves you as no other could in the world? A spirit
> > >that would forgive all trespasses of prior wrong doing
> > >for just a simple moment of your time? That is all I
> > >ask.
> > >
> > >To slow down, if even for a few minutes to be with me.
> > >So many times you have been saddened by the words you
> > >read on that screen, of others of my kind, passing.
> > >
> > >Sometimes we die young and oh so quickly, sometimes so
> > >suddenly it wrenches your heart out of your throat.
> > >Sometimes, we age so slowly before your eyes that you
> > >may not even seem to know until the very end, when we
> > >look at you with grizzled muzzles and cataract clouded
> > >eyes. Still the love is always there, even when we
> > >must take that long sleep, to run free in a distant
> > >land.
> > >
> > >I may not be here tomorrow; I may not be here next
> > >week. Someday you will shed the water from your eyes,
> > >that humans have when deep grief fills their souls,
> > >and you will be angry at yourself that you did not
> > >have just "One more day" with me. Because I love you
> > >so, your sorrow touches my spirit and grieves me. We
> > >have NOW, together.
> > >
> > >So come, sit down here next to me on the floor, and
> > >look deep into my eyes. What do you see? If you look
> > >hard and deep enough we will talk, you and I, heart to
> > >heart.
> > >
> > >Come to me not as "alpha" or as "trainer" or even "Mom
> > >or Dad," come to me as a living soul and stroke my fur
> > >and let us look deep into one another's eyes, and
> > >talk.
> > >I may tell you something about the fun of running
> > >through tunnels, or I may tell you something profound
> > >about myself, or even life in general.
> > >You decided to have me in your life because you wanted
> > >a soul to share such things with. Someone very
> > >different from you, and here I am.
> > >
> > >I am a ferret, but I am alive. I feel emotion, I feel
> > >physical senses, and I can revel in the differences of
> > >our spirits and souls.
> > >I do not think of you as a "Ferret on two feet" -- I
> > >know what you are.
> > >You are human, in all your quirkiness, and I love you
> > >still.
> > >
> > >Now, come sit with me, on the floor. Enter my world,
> > >and let time slow down if only for 15 minutes. Look
> > >deep into my eyes, and whisper to my ears. Speak
> > >with your heart, with your joy and I will know your
> > >true self. We may not have tomorrow, and life is oh so
> > >very short. -- Love, (on behalf of ferrets
> > >everywhere)
> > >
> > >Author Unknown
> > >
> > >
> >
>
>
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