All Comments on 'Three Days of Crying & Prayers'

loss. You have made your own fate but animals do not have this choice. If things are just, I will have several dogs, over the years waiting for me when I die, I do not know how complete Heaven would be without my boon companions.

Ome night driving back from graduate school, I came upon a small pack of big dogs on the road, I managed to avoid all but one, but with these large dogs in a very ill humor, I could not attempt to rescue the one I had hit. I would not have had the money for a vet bill but I would have tried. The rest of the pack did no sense my intentions and after opening the door once about a foot, I closed it and drove off. It was not a monent I was pround of but I felt I had no choice. I wondered who had let these dogs run free.

i hope you read this, the only reason i rated your story low was because you are too hard on yourself. you did what you had to do, that does not make you a bad person. i know what it's like to be sad and feel like everything is my fault. please try to keep hope in your heart. god bless you sweetheart.

I am a dog-lover, but I live in an 11th storey flat, and I don't think it's fair to keep one here. However, I have had many dogs in my 72 years of life so far, and I have found that they really are Man's Best Friend - much more faithful and trusting friends, in general, than other people are. I believe that the most likely explanation of that goes back to the discovery of fire by early humans. They would light a fire in front of their cave home, and cook meat on it, and the wild dogs [something like wolves, I suppose] would sneak up at the smell, then retrieve the bones thrown out by the cave dwellers. They would come to appreciate the warmth of the dying fire too, and take up positions to sleep near it. You don't bite the hand that feeds you - you make friends with it. Have you noticed that dogs, by nature, when they sleep indoors usually face the door? For many thousands of generations they have retained - in their own self-interest - the instinct to be on guard in protecting their humans. Some people who agree with this theory despise dogs as snivelling lickspittle scroungers, but there's no doubt in my mind that this sort of situation gave rise to the great relationship that people have with dogs - not only as pets, but as work colleagues [sheepdogs, police dogs, guard dogs, sniffer dogs who find drugs and explosives, and people under heaps of rubble after earthquakes and the like. In a sense, people who keep dogs accept the same sort of responsibility for them as parents bear towards their children, and the same principle applies to owners of other pets - cats, goldfish, birds, snakes, and anything else: if you can't handle them, don't have them. The dog described by the writer seems to have been abandoned by someone who was not up to accepting this kind of responsibility. Many foreigners say that we Britons love our animals more than our children - and to some extent, there may be some truth in that; even so, I am ashamed to say that we have more than our fair share of bastards and shits that are cruel and savage with either children or animals or both. Freddy

as is Freddy. Sleep tight my friends.

Julian is no doubt a sensitive and feeling person, but if you are cruel to either dogs or children anywhere near me, you will soon discover that I am not really a 'sweet man' - but thanks for the compliment. I hope you don't mind if I have a second bite at the cherry, but in my list of dogs' virtuous contributions to mankind's benefit, I left out one of the most important - guide dogs for the blind. Freddy

I won't be giving myself a high score as that's not 'kosher' but I am letting all of you who've read this entry that I appreciate all your kind words, thoughts and memories about the many dogs who have touched us deep inside where we fear going.

I shall continue writing poetry, fiction and my thoughts in many places about many things and thank you all for your support and words.

Blessings to all ~ anonymous & known.

Julian (the Author)

Having put my dogs to sleep because of medical problems over the past 6 months, my house sounded like a big echo box and it was quickly driving me into the ground.

I went to the classified and looked, one caught my eye, I sighed and looked at others as well. every few days I would get the urge and that same dog would still be there. I made a bunch of excuses to myself, even consideered a long drive down a short road.

then for the hell of it I emailed the contact, they are a rescue group for his kind of dog and yes he was still available.

He now lives in my house for the past few weeks and my life is begining to become better.

ya I got lucky..his name is Jaeger