With great sadness, I sat down on a footstool in my kitchen
this morning and watched as this foster dog bounced back
into the house and skidded across the floor to sit ever so
perfectly in front of me. He was the picture of health, finally.
He was all smiles for me, and I smiled back at his happy
face. Deep in his eyes, the storm clouds of illness and generalized
poor health had blown away, and the clear light of his perfection
radiated out from his beautiful soul. He holds no ill will
toward man. He forgives us all.
I thought to myself, as I impressed this one last long look
of him into my heart, what a very fine creature You have
created. Tears slowly pooled and spilled over my cheekbones
as the deeper realization of how wonderful this dog is sank
into my internal file cabinet of needful things to remember.
Lord, he’s a dog—but he’s a better human being than I am.
He has forgiven so quickly. Would I do the same?
He passionately enjoys the simple things in life. And I
have often overlooked them.
He accepts change and gets on with his life. I fuss and
worry about change.
He lives today and loves today. And I often dwell in the
past or worry about the future.
He loves no matter what. I am not that free.
This very lovely dog has gone to his new home today, and
already I miss him. Thank you for bringing this dog into
my life. And thank you for the beautiful and tender lesson
on how to be a better human.
- Author Unknown
Courtesy of Susan Hand and Gulfstream Rottweiler Club and
reprinted with permission.