08 October 2012


Dog people, real dog people—the ones who walk and let them run, don’t mind a muddy paw print on their clothes or in the car, and will forgive the well-intentioned roll in something that smells really foul to the pet person, but great to the owner dog—are fun to be with. May be it is because they know the essence of unconditional love: you forgive and are forgiven after a down-cast eye turns into a wagged tail that goes all the way to the nose. I recently read a novel (One Good Dog) that was a minor life experience. If you stop to really sniff life, things tend to turn out just fine, even if it gets ugly and painful on the journey. Woof, arf arf, grrrrrrrr. Good person.

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