A little dog barked and leaped with his
master in a quiet little town on a quiet
little street. He fought with the he-dogs
and sniffed at the she-dogs, life to this
little dog was a treat.
Years went by, the Master walked with a
cane, the little dog limped along silently,
and their lives had changed. The little
dog had lost his sight, he could no longer
fight, and at the she-dogs, he had just
enough strength to wag his tail.
The town people watched as the two of
them aged, the Master never walked
again, he had become just another tired
old man. Within time no one saw the
Master and his little Dog, a neighbor
knocked at their door, peeked in the
window, and there they both lay on
The Master and his little dog had
watched the morning sky lose its cast
of gray; it was to be a very fine day.
Then they watched the sun go down
and the lamplights lit in the quiet
They closed their eyes, Master dreamed
that he was walking along the quiet little
streets; the little Dog dreamed that he
could once again bark and leap.
Master woke to find the little dog lying at
his feet; he thought that maybe he was just
asleep. Painfully he knelt down, knowing
neither would ever walk again through the
quiet little town.
The little dog was dead Master hugged him
one more time, saying his last good-bye.
Then he too, lay down beside his little dog
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