One thing I love about dogs...one of a thousand or so, is how they live a life of acceptance. If the treat jar is opened, they accept that good things are about to happen. If they find a nibble accidentally dropped on the floor, they accept it was meant to be just for them. They accept your meager show of love and bless it with their unlimited wealth of affection. They absolutely ooze with affection and gratitude. If that isn't a lesson to us it should be.
Here's another one. They show no remorse. In spite of the photo's and dog shaming signs we see on social media, I don't believe they feel any guilt. At least for certain I know my dogs weren't raised Catholic. No guilt, no remorse.
You drop your cookie? They won't ever say "hey, let me get that for you...or you wanna share?" Nope. They see an open spot, and I do mean spot, on the recliner and are unabashed in joining you. Move over, make way, can you shift just a little. Pretty soon they have the prime real estate and you're squished side ways wondering what happened. Give a dog a place on a king size bed and they take their 1/3 of it diagonally along with 75% of the blankets.
They don't mind showing you what they are afraid of, or what they get excited about. They certainly aren't choosy about who they are silly in front of. And if there is one thing they are lacking it's the ability to laugh out loud. Probably not an oversight, now that I think of it. Surely they would be laughing their butts off constantly at the struggles humans have and the amount of remorse we have for having them.
Mick doesn't feel bad in the least for napping more hours a day than he is awake. Buddy doesn't stress over the holes he digs. He finds his way out of them which is more than some folks can say. Layla never worries over the enthusiasm that she just can't contain. People should be so open to tapping into that joyous energy.
They are what they are and they give it their all. Without hesitation, remorse and with more than their share of the bed.
Life with dogs. A little humor, a dash of play, a seed of faith, and of course, some dog fur.
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