“Little puppy, what do you want?”
The big horse snorted in contempt.
“You are wasting your time in this house;
The Master has no use for dogs like you.
I carry the loads and pull his cart—
And you, a tiny thing—what can you do?”
The little dog was hurting inside;
He walked away with a heavy heart.
A cow mocked, too, with words as sharp as a sword:
“The milk I give makes me, you know,
The most valuable thing on this farm.
Dogs like you are a pest
We don’t ever want to see you again!”
The rest of the animals joined the cow,
Each one boasting of his or her use.
Chickens prided themselves in the eggs they gave;
Cats boasted in the mice they caught.
Now the puppy was truly sad
And began to sob out loud.
An old dog had been listening to all of these claims;
He called the puppy to his side.
“They are right,” he said to the little one
“You are too tiny, and you know it well.
But you must do what God made you for—
And that is the thing that matters the most.”
That evening the Master came home,
Tired, exhausted and weary from work.
The puppy ran and jumped into his arms,
Loving his Master with all of his heart.
Joy sprang into the tired man’s heart,
And he fell on the grass with the puppy in his arms;
Hugging and petting, he spoke these words:
“You make me happy, my little one,
You are my best friend, and I love you so much.
Even if I had to give up all else
I would never leave you, my little friend.”
They hung their heads in silence and shame.
Than love, my friend.
And you will never be alone.
K.P. Yohannan. “What Can You Do?” Dance Not for Time. GFA Books, 2013, p. 30.