You'll Appreciate Reading "A Dog's Last Will And Testament" As It Is A Painful Yet Truthful Message From Dogs To Humans
This “will” reads like a love letter written by a dog who knows exactly how humans work, and exactly how heartbreak lands. It is funny in the way only a pet can be funny, then it hits you like a winter nap in the sun, right on the same spot by the window they picked as “theirs.”
The speaker leaves behind very specific memories, the kind you can practically smell: the carpet stain planted next to the living room window, the shabby scarf chewed before it ever got fixed, and that special autumn noise made while playing with leaves in the woods. And it gets complicated, because the dog also leaves something deeper, regret over arguments, patience without ever going to church, and the promise that your life was happier because they were in it.
Then the “last will” turns outward, and suddenly the goodbye is also a plan for every cold, hungry stray out there.
The Last Will Of A Dog
That carpet stain by the window is the first gut-punch, because it is not just mess, it is a claim of love in plain sight.
5) Some of my most important memories I leave for you to appreciate.
6) I also want to leave a stain on your favorite carpet in the living room; it’s right next to the window, and I did it when, on winter afternoons, I decided to appropriate that place as if it belonged to me, and I stayed coiled for hours sunbathing.
7) I’ll leave you a pretty shabby scarf; it’s in front of your favorite chair. That handkerchief that you never got to mend with the right kind of wool always ended up chewed by the time I was 5 months old. Remember that?
8) I leave you, just for you and for no one else, that special noise I made when I ran out and played with the leaves on the trees during autumn when we liked to go for walks in the woods.
A dog's love
When the dog remembers the scarf that never got mended and admits it ended up chewed, you realize the “evidence” is basically their whole personality.
9) Only for you, I leave you the memory of those very special moments we shared in the mornings when the two of us went out along the banks of a river, and you dedicated yourself to giving me vanilla cookies—my favorites.
10) I leave you, as part of my will, my sympathy, my love, my support when things were not going well at all, my devotion to you, the adorable barking when you used your angry voice, and above all, my regret when you argued with me.
11) I know that I have never been to church, that I have never listened to any sermon; nevertheless, despite the fact that I have never said a word in my life, I have wanted to show you all my understanding, my love, and my patience.
12) Finally, I leave you with the certainty that your life has been much happier and more joyful because I was part of it.
This hits close to home with the wheelbarrowed dying dog who got to see his favorite place one last time.
A lovely moment
The moment they mention vanilla cookies in the mornings, plus the regret for every time humans and dogs argued, it stops being a cute poem and turns into real grief.
If I had the opportunity to do the same as you, human, I would help my fellow strays who are cold and hungry every night. I would give them a home like the one I had—a home where I was happy. I would give them my bed, my plate, my favorite toys, and even my pillows.
I would leave your loving hand so that they could feel for the first time what it is to be treated with tenderness. I would give them that tender and sweet voice that over and over again repeated my name with love. To my frightened and sad companion who lives in shelters, as I did in the past, I would leave a great place in the heart of a human being—a heart that has never known limits to love in life.
Always looking after us...
And once the will starts talking about helping cold and hungry strays, the story flips from farewell to an ache you cannot ignore.
For this human reason, when it is my time to leave, never think of saying, “I am not going to have another dog because I am too sad about the departure of my friend and faithful companion.” Do not think about that. Instead, give the opportunity to another four-legged friend of mine who has been abandoned and who needs the love that you provide. That animal that doesn’t know what joy, happiness, or hope is… That’s the partner you have to offer MY place to.
All this is the only thing I can leave him: the love and affection that you once gave me and that he now needs.
This is my testament, this is my inheritance, and this is my last will.
You do not just read this will, you feel it, like your dog is still leaving you something.
Still choking up? Watch Jimmy Stewart hold back tears as he reads a poem for his dog Beau.
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