Dogs are such wonderful, simple creatures. They love you, in the purest sense of the word. Their love is simple, innocent, and unending.
Yes, they all have a history - abandoned, adopted, rehomed dogs, even dogs from pet shops or reputable breeders or puppy mills. But they do not and cannot speak of their history. Some dogs are scarred from their past, but most shrug it all off, and still display an astounding optimism, trust and love for people.
They do not harbour secrets. Dogs can never deliberately, maliciously, do things to hurt. They do not understand that concept. They do not complicate things. They run about and jump on the couch when I return because they are over the moon to see me again. They bark and growl at other dogs walking by the house because they are either excited or territorial. They whine when they miss me. They paw me because they want more affection.
Dogs have a past.. but in reality they do not have a past. They truly live by the day. They have no other concerns but to receive love, play-time, and food. That is all they need and want.
These days, I wish very much that all people can be dogs. Then there will be no hurt, no anger, no sadness, no complications, no intentional or unintentional motives and expectations.
I am thankful for my dogs, if only to remind me that I am, at the very least, absolutely and adoringly loved.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
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