Notice: The following document deals with material of an Adult nature. If you are are below the age of Legal Majority wherever you may be viewing this Document, you are required to abort this Document right now. This Document also contains material of a Zoosexual nature. If my practicing of consentual sex with my Dog offends you, I would ask that you part from me in peace, since I would do the same for you. Please don't read my Document if you only intend to flame me afterwards. Thank you. -The Author ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- In loving memory of my soulmate, Aarahk T. Dogg (1/4/92 - 1/10/95) By Aarahk T. Wolf My beloved Aarahk: Although you had no way of knowing it, my relationship with you actually began five days before I met you. But, even at that point, I knew that I was meant to be your Human. It had been four months since my last Wife had passed away in her sleep. You would have liked her. Her name was Gretchen. She was a Weimerainer whose gentle temperament and deep compassion had seen me through nine years of very trying times. After properly mourning for her, I felt as though it was time to move on. When I first spoke with your Human stepmother, she said that her Rottweilers had mated without her knowing it and that she had only two of their pups left: you and your brother. We spoke at great length about the proper care, housing, feeding and Veterinay needs for Dogs. Finally, she was convinced that I would, indeed, provide a good, loving home for, as well as take very good care of you. Although her home was just across town, the drive seemed to take forever. When I finally got there, I discovered that you had been living on a rather large Estate. I was impressed. I went to the front door and rang the bell. Your stepmother answered the door and, after introducing myself to her, invited me in. She led me to one of the smaller rooms in her home, where you, your mother and your brother were curled together in a corner, fast asleep. My first impression of your mother was one of great strength, beauty and intelligence. Although she could easily have leapt across the room and attacked this strange Human who had somehow managed to find his way to her Den, she only raised her head, smiled and wagged her tail in greeting. You had been sleeping with your head resting on her neck. So, when she raised her head, your head slid to the floor and you woke up. Seeing her looking towards the door, you followed her gaze. That was the first time our eyes met each other. You jumped up and ran to me, trying as best you could to climb over the small fence that your stepmother had placed across the door. Your stepmother was shokced and later told me that you had run from all the other Humans who had come before me to try to adopt you. I reached down and picked you up and knew that you had truely accepted me as your Human. While driving back to what would be your new home, we had to wait for a slow moving train to clear the railroad crossing on the main highway. Not wanting to waste expensive gasoline, I put the car in 'park' and turned the engine off. It was a good thing, too. No sooner had I turned the engine off than you began to explore your new surroundings. You quickly found your way onto the floorboard and crawled behind my legs, blocking them from properly operating the control pedals. I wound up having to get out of the car and put you back up on the seat again. It was at that point that I decided that your name was to be Aarahk, a name from Native American legend. Aarahk had been a Warrior Wolf, and I foresaw you growing up to be just like him. You never disappointed me. Soon you were twelve weeks old and it was time to begin your Shots. I still remember how frightened you were when we got to the Veterinarian's Office. There were lots of strange Humans and their animals there and you didn't want to go inside. I picked you up and told you that everything would be alright, since this was one of the very few Humans I trusted to lay hands on you. I knew that he would never intentionally hurt you and that he respected all life, no matter how small. Still, you were frightened and I held you as his gentle hands carefully examined you, looking for any possible defects or abnormalities. He found none and pronounced you fit to live a long, healthy happy life. If only either of the three of us had known then what he and I know now. More time passed, and all too quickly you were a year old. During that year, you had begun to explore the nature and meaning of your maleness. Quite often during that year, you and I had wrestled and played on our bed. Many of those wrestling matches wound up with your being fully erect. This did not disturb me. In fact, if anythinig, it showed me that you trusted me enough to allow me to be your Consort. During the final four months of your first year of life, you and I gradually discovered the full extent of each other's maleness, carefully going a little further each time. You never complained or tried to stop me. I thank you for that. As our lovemaking blossomed, it was inevitible that you would eventually try to consumate our relationship. I was deeply touched when that moment finally came. We were alone in our home and had been making love for the better part of an hour when you tried to mount me for the first time. My heart raced as you entered me and began to stroke. Ten minutes later, you slipped your knot into me for what was to be the first of many, many times. You gently and lovingly tied to me and taught me what true pleasure really was. I will never forget that you were the first. During the course of your second year, you and I became inseperable. Wherever I went, you followed. You would pace me from one end of our home to the other, always being careful not to run ahead or trip me. If I had to spend time at my desk while working on something for a Client, you were content to curl up next to my feet and wait for me to finish. You were never persistent that I pay attention to you. You were a kind, gentle and compassionate soul who would comfort me and ease my hurt as often as I needed it. I need you now more than ever, but you can no longer be here for me. Our lovemaking continued to grow and blossom as the weeks and months passed. If you were in need of relief, you would seek me out. Never once was I hard-hearted enough to tell you that I was too busy. I took great pleasure in giving you your release when you needed it. It strengthened our bond and brought us ever closer to each other. But I discovered that I wasn't the only one who enjoyed giving pleasure. Almost daily, you would come to me and rest your paw on my thigh. Looking up at me inquiringly, you would slowly lead me to our bed. Without fail, we would wind up tied. I thank you for each individual time it happened. Just before Christmas of our second year together, a Human you didn't know tried to force his way into our home uninvited. Being the true and faithful friend and protector that you were, you stopped him before he could harm either one of us, but you also aslo broke a Human law: You attacked him while he was still outside our front door. You were true to your morals and did not kill him, but he was severly injured by your attack. Two days later, several Humans arrived with clubs and chains and a muzzle. They handed me a piece of paper that told me I had to allow them to take you from me. I was given the choice of either muzzling and chaining you myself or else watching as you were tranqued and then muzzled and chained anyway. Not wanting them to hurt you, I complied with their wishes. Once you were suffuciently subdued, one of the Humans simply reached out his hand, demanding the chain. Numbly, I relinquished you into their hands and watched as they used whatever force was needed to cram you into their truck. Without another word or even a backwards glance, they drove away, taking you with them. The next day, I recieved a phone call from a different Human at the Animal Control Center. He told me that I needed to sign a paper that would give my consent for you to undergo a test for Rabies. (They wanted MY consent! What an ironic joke! As though I were the one being tested.) He then went on to explain to me that, if I did not sign the paper, he would simply walk back to the Quarentine Area and mark your cage for immediate destruction. I told him that I would be there as soon as I could get there, and where was his desk. He told me, and I left as soon as I hung up the phone. When I got to the Animal Control Center, I signed the paper that the Human had told me I needed to sign and asked him if I could see you. He told me that you were under quarentine and that I wasn't allowed in. He even made a feeble attempt to apologise for any "inconvience" this might cause. I simply stared at him and then turned and went home. Our home was now very quiet and empty without you there. You had only been gone for one day but that one day seemed like an eternity. I was alone and totally lost without you. I went to our bed and tried to get comfortable, but all I could see was that you were not there. Our bed, which had been filled with such love and happiness only one short day ago, was now devoid of everything joyous. Somehow, I knew that the Humans would never let me bring you home again. True to their nature, they did not disappoint me. -------------------- On January 2nd, 1995, I recieved a Summons to appear in Civil District Court in reference to the matter of my Dog having severly mauled a Human Being who had attemted to break into and vandalize my home. I went to Court on the duely appointed date and was informed by the Judge that my Dog had been tested for Rabies and that the test results had come back negative. He then proceded to inform me that my Dog had been evaluated by a "professional handler" and had proven to be "incouragible, unrehabilitatible and unsiutable as a Human companion". For these reasons, the Judge ordered that my Dog be confiscated and remanded to the Custody of the State of , pending his immediate destruction, said destruction to be carried out the following day. Aarahk was literally dragged away as he struggled to break free and return to my side. The Judge further ordered that I be present when Aarahk was put to death in case Aarahk should happen to attack any of the handlers at the Animal Control Center. He explained that, since it was obvious that I had trined Aarahk to be an attack dog, he would obey my commands without hesitation. This, he explained, was not ordered as an act of cruelty toward me. Somehow, I still don't quite belive him. The next day, I arrived at the Animal Control Center at the appointed time and was escorted to the Euthanasia Room, where I found Aarahk. He was locked inside a steel cage with no food or water and it was quite obvious that he had been given none since the previous day. The attendant left us alone and, as soon as she was gone, I went back out into the hall to the public water cooler. Getting a paper cup, I filled it with water and brought it to Aarahk. He drank it and then licked my hand in thanks. I petted and hugged him through the bars of his prison. Presently, the handler joined us and informed me that I was not to touch "the animal". My only response was a cold stare as I continued to pet Aarahk and dared him to stop me. He only grunted and started getting ready for the execution. Not long after that, he walked up to the door of Aarahk's cage and opened it to reach in. Aarahk lunged toward him and he slammed the cage door shut again. He told me, "Since it's your animal and it trusts you, you're going to have to put him in there.", pointing to the waiting Gas Chamber. I opened the cage and let Aarahk step forward to meet me. He nuzzled me and licked my face and I hugged him for what would be the last time ever. I held him as tightly as I could and whispered into his ear, "I love you and I beg you to forgive me for what I'm about to do. You've done no wrong and have shown me only kindness and love. You proved to me that you would lay down your life to protect me. Always remember that I love you and that I'll join again one day. After that, we'll never be parted again." I pressed his head into my shoulder and kissed the side of his face. By now, the handler was begining to become impatient and was reaching for Aarahk's coller. (He still had it on for some reason.) Noticing him out of the corner of my eye and seeing what he was preparing to do, I pointed my finger straight at his face and said, "Don't. Don't you dare. Don't even think about it. This is my dog and love him in a way that you and your kind could never possibly concieve of. He's done nothing whatsoever to deserve what you're about to do to him." He started to open his mouth but I cut him off. "I know what the Judge said. I was there when he said it. But the Judge wasn't there when the alleged offense took place. He didn't see what really happened. I did. I know that this dog doesn't deserve what you're about to do him. I'll put him in there, but only after I've told him good-bye. You'll get you execution, but, this time, you'll only get it when I say you can have it. Or should I just turn him loose here in this closed room?" He didn't like that too much, but he accepted it, if a bit grudgingly. I spent a few last, precious moments with Aarahk, talking quietly with him. The words I spoke then were meant for him alone to hear, since this was the last chance I would ever have to speak to him. Don't ask me to repeat what I told him. I won't. Those words were meant to be my final gift to him, to take with him wherever he went when he left this world. The only words I will share with you of our final moments together are these, the final words I spoke to him: "Peace go with you, for I cannot. Always remember me and all that we shared and know that I will never ceace to love you." With that, I cradled his head in my hands and kissed him good-bye, directly between his eyes, where I had so often kissed him before. I nuzzled his fur one final time, then scooped him into my arms and sat him inside the Gas Chamber. He, of course, tried to get out. I was forced to physically restrain him as the handler closed the door down to my arm (and almost broke it). After he had bolted the door, the handler retrned to his control station and actiated the Gas Chamber. I began to walk toward the glass front of the Chamber and the handler told me to stay away from it. I deliberately disobeyed him, kneeling down in front of the glass. If he had tried to stop me, I was prepared to deck him. But, strangely enough, he didn't interfere. As I knelt there, I learned that Cyanide has only one function in this world, and that being to render carbon based lifeforms incapable of assimilating oxygen. I watched as my beloved Aarahk axphyxiated and died a slow, horrible and agonizing death. After Aarahk was dead and the Chamber had been properly ventelated, the handler walked over to me and nudged me with his foot. "Common. I gotta get this thing ready to do another one." I didn't move. I couldn't. Someone I had loved more dearly than life itself was laying inside there, dead. The handler finally had to grab me by the arm and drag me away from the door. He opened the door and, reaching in, grabbed Aarahk by one foreleg and one hind leg and literally tossed him across the room into the far corner. "There, you can do with that whatever you want," he said as he started to rinse Aarahk's excretement off of the Chamber floor. I somehow managed to walk over to where Aarahk had landed and picked up his warm, limp corpse. I walked unseeingly out of this place of unspeakable atrocities and found my car. Laying Aarahk gently on the back seat, I closed the door and sat in the driver's seat. I don't actally remember driving home from there. All I remember is that suddenly, I was at home. I knew that I had to bury Aarahk soon, or else his body would begin to bloat and stink. His favorite place in our yard had been right outside the window by my desk. He had often gone there to sun himself, being able to see me through the window as I worked. That was where I buried him. I went to the local Garden Supply Center and purchased a beautiful hybrid Rose Bush called "SnowFire". Returning home, I planted it so that the tips of its roots would just reach Aarahk's body. Every year, it produces a profusion of beautiful Roses whose petals are crimson on top and bright white underneath. It has since grown to over 12 feet across and I care for it with all the love and devotion I had given my beloved Aarahk, for it is all that I have left of him now. There really isn't much more to tell. Those of you who know me know that, shortly before things started to go wrong for Aarahk, I drove to a small town near the Canadian border. There I met and fell in love with my beautiful Sarah, a hybrid Timber Wolf bitch of my creating. Her father had belonged to me but had passed away before she was born. Her mother belongs to a fellow Zoo who lives up there. It was Sarah who helped me to crawl out of the deep, dark abyss that I had fallen into, and I will always love her for that. -------------------- Aarahk, wherever you are now, I know that it's a far, far better place than the one you left. In my mind's eye, I picture you running free through open fields of lush, spring grasses, romping and playing happily with many others of your kind. There is no pain or suffering there, but only joy and happiness. Some sweet day, I'll join you there and we'll once more embrace, never to be parted again. Until then, I set you free and send with you all my love for all eternity. Your Human, -John P.S. This just happened today, and I wanted to tell you about it, since it ties up the final detail of your earthly life: This morning, I read in the newspaper where someone had broken into the home of our friend Jerry, who lives nearby. Jerry is the beloved Human of one of your cousins, a male Doberman Pinscher. Your cousin tore the intruder's throat out in the middle of Jerry's kitchen and wouldn't let him leave the room. The intruder died there in Jerry's kitchen. As I looked at the photo of the intruder's face, I recognized him as the same Human who had attempted to invade our home almost three years ago. Your cousin was exonorated and absolved of all wrongdoing, since it was clear that the intruder was indeed tresspassing. I just wanted to pass this on to you so that you would know that your death has been avenged and I can now, at long last, set you free. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- This Document is copyrighted 1997 - 1999 by DragonLore Software, Inc. It may not be reproduced by any means known to mankind, either now or in the future. This copy of this Document is licensed exclusivly to Actaeon's Internet Web Site. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------