Wow.

Before humans die they write their last will and testament.

They give their home and all they have to those they leave behind.

If with my paws I could do the same, this is what I’d ask . . .

To a poor and lonely stray, I give my happy home,

my bowl and cozy bed, soft pillow and all my toys,

the lap, which I loved so much,

the tender, loving touch,

the hand that stroked my fur

and sweet voice which called my name.

I will to the sad, scared shelter pet,

the place I had in my human’s loving heart

of which there seemed no bounds.

So, when I die, please do not say,

“I will never have a pet again,

for the loss and pain are more than I can stand.”

Instead, go find an unloved pet–

one whose life has held no joy or hope,

and give MY place to HIM.

This is the only thing that I can give.

The love I left behind.

This is my inheritance!

My Will and My Last Testament.

 Author Unknown [but this is Google, i’m sure we’ll find out]

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