He doesn't merely want to make you not cruel to the little pup, but to take away the wrong think that doesn't love him.

He wants to make you love every living creature.

Davie, Jesus came out of the grave to make us good." Tears were flowing down Davie's checks.
"The lesson 's done, Davie," said Donal, and rose and went, leaving him with lady Arctura.
But ere he reached the door, he turned with sudden impulse, and said:-- "Davie, I love Jesus Christ and his Father more than I can tell you--more than I can put in words--more than I can think; and if you love me you will mind what Jesus tells you." "What a good man you must be, Mr.Grant!--Mustn't he, Arkie ?" sobbed Davie.
Donal laughed.
"What, Davie!" he exclaimed.

"You think me very good for loving the only good person in the whole world! That is very odd! Why, Davie, I should be the most contemptible creature, knowing him as I do, not to love him with all my heart--yes, with all the big heart I shall have one day when he has done making me." "Is he making you still, Mr.Grant?
I thought you were grown up!" "Well, I don't think he will make me any taller," answered Donal.

"But the live part of me--the thing I love you with, the thing I think about God with, the thing I love poetry with, the thing I read the Bible with--that thing God keeps on making bigger and bigger.