Dogs really are our best friends from the animal world. But more, they are our personal friends and family members too. And even more, they completely reveal who they are and are true to who they are. Unguarded, they live in the moment, cherishing the time they spend with us. Peaceful in our presence, they sleep and reveal their tummies in a most vulnerable posture. At once telling us they care and telling us they trust.
We talk to them, we play with them. We reveal ourselves to them as they do to us. They live a vulnerable life, subject to our whims and our fears. Their shorter life is a loss to all that know them, and at the same time, a lesson to the value of who they are. Life is precious. Life is fleeting. The full value of friendship may not be realized until it's too late. Sometimes, maybe before we realize it, a dog has made us a part of it's pack, a part of it's family.
What higher compliment can there be, from a beloved friend that can not speak our language, than they have made us a part of their family? With dogs that means a lot. It means they'll be there to defend. It means they'll hunt with us. It means they'll stand watch as we sleep. It means they'll trust our judgement when we are on duty. It means they'll sleep beside us in comfort knowing we are not a threat. It means they'll play and reveal themselves without reservation. And it means they are satisfied. It's just a simple "I love you and I'll be here without reservation" kind of statement. They transcend our day to day stresses and become available to listen, or go for a walk or play. Their needs distract us and offer a chance to reflect. To stop and smell the roses.
Who could ask for anything more from another being? How could you ever imagine more from another species? And with dogs, it's just another day in the life. It's the way they are. What's the big deal? Let's play!!!!!
I lost my dog recently too. It struck me that my little friend, who I played with and talked to, and spent many hours with, had given me so much more than I had given her. She always had time for me, and yet her time was so limited. I always had something important to do, but I only spent time with her when I was done with everything else.
They can be fine teachers. Sadly it's often by their departure. Gotta love them. How could we not?