“Sunday’s With Ollie”
As I’m sitting nested in my favorite spot upon the couch I see everything and everyone who passes by. Being a dog, I bark because my first reaction is to protect my tribe. I don’t see people outside the window by what kind of human they are. My animal instinct simple goes into over drive and I’m ready for the attack is necessary. My Connie comes in to tell me to stop as my bark is very load and sometimes hurts her ears. She sits down beside me, and with her calming voice says, “they’re not hurting anyone Ollie. They have as much right to walk by our house as the next person because we live in a country that respects the rights of all humans.”
Being a dog I have no idea what that means, but I feel better because her voice is soothing, and her touch is gentle.
“I know you don’t understand Ollie. You see as humans unlike animals we’ve been given a wonderful mind to think with. So when we look out our windows, we are better able to articulate with clarity what we see. But we don’t just think with the “ego” mind that limits our thinking. We have a heart and soul in which to sieve our thoughts through. That ability brings kindness and love into view, so that there is no room for judgement without probable cause.”
It’s true as an animal the dog God made me less complicate then the human. All I can say is arf arf, that means “thank you” in people words. You know we learn from our people same as a child does by what we see and sense. As a dog, I can use my powerful senses to asses the situation for better or worse if given the chance. But it really depends on what we learn from our human friends that makes us like one kind over another.
All in all I feel safe, loved and understood for what I am, and I’m a dog. I think that makes me a pretty lucky dog indeed!