A Pet's Last Request

If it should be that I grow frail and weak,
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then you must do what must be done,
For this last battle can't be won.

You will be sad, I understand,
Don't let your grief stain your hands,
For this day, more than all the rest,
Your love and friendship stands the test.

We had so many happy years,
What is to come can hold no fears,
Would you want me to suffer? So,
When the time comes, please let me go.

Take me where my needs they tend,
Only stay with me till the end,
And hold me firm and speak to me,
Until my eyes no longer see.

I know in time that you will see,
It is a kindness that you do for me,
Although my tail it's last has wagged,
From pain and suffering I have been saved.

Do not grieve that it should be you,
Who must decide this thing to do,
We've been so close, we two these years,
Don't let your heart hold any fears.