I Was Lucy to be Owned by You


I will always remember and treasure the day you chose me to be yours.

I was one of the many pets you came to see and I hoped I was making a good impression. I was so elated when you selected me to share your home and heart. I knew from that very moment on, I was so lucky to be owned by you.

While i was growing every day, maturing little by little- you fed me...you watered me...you trained me. I loved it when you shared your precious time playing with me. I eagerly anticipated each morning when I licked your face. It was my desire to waken you before that dreadful alarm clock would rudely rouse you from sleep. I felt it was my duty because I was so lucky to be owned by you.

I made my share of mistakes. There were times I erred on your carpet. There were moments when the "animal beast" buried deep in me somehow encouraged a little destruction of the furniture. I'm sorry. You scolded me. You understood and forgave me. Could you see the devotion to our home? I was so lucky to be owned by you.

I wondered why you took me on those visits to see the veterinarian. I never fully understood those examinations, vaccinations, blood tests done to check for heartworms or fecal tests that always seemed to be necessary.

You knew what was best for me and I learned to trust your judgment. I couldn't remember much about what occurred during my neutering surgical visit but somehow I came to realize you left me there because you respected me and wanted to ease the animal kingdom's vast overpopulation problem. I was so lucky to be owned by you.

The days you called holidays were always such fun. Presents for everyone in our family- even me! How did you ever guess those toys and treats were just what I wanted? After the visitors left our home, could you feel my love as I sat by your side? I was so lucky to be owned by you.

These days, I haven't felt as well as I used to in my prior days. My bones are quite stiff and sore. The pills you gave me helped for awhile but my time here with you is drawing to an end. It's extremely hard to walk and I long for my rest.

As we ride to the vet hospital, one final time, I see your tears and oh, how deeply I feel your love. It was such a wonderful life here with you. Remember me and know that when you pass your love onto another pet, you honor my memory. I want you to be as happy as you have made me.

I am sending you a final message as I lick your hand for the last time. Thank you for everything. I love you. I was so lucky to be owned by you.

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