There are many distasteful things that we do, such as getting a bath, paw toenail clipping, and even the unthinkable..a good brushing or a flea bath. We do those things because we have to in order to live a good life. But what about the things we do that make our life worse? Why do we do those things? Is it an unconscious decision? It’s a habit, but it doesn’t serve us.
What we do and say can actually shape our life into something we really don’t want. It can happen when we least expect it. That’s telling “the story” of everything wrong in our lives. We do it because it fills a need, it gets attention, and it let’s us live as the victim of our circumstance. The story, the story, the story! When will we ever tire of the story? This dog is tired of hearing the same stories over and over again. The stories that don’t serve us need to be left behind, or dealt with.
It’s really easy to do—telling everyone everything that is wrong in our lives, and it can become a habit. Stories of our past really do make us who we are, but if we only live in the stories that are negative, or tragic, a dramatic—we lose what matters and become what we were desperately avoiding all along. A big sappy negative pile of mental poop. Mental and emotional difficulties are sometimes very hard to take while trying to live a serene and joyful life. Why live a serene and joyful life? Because it hurts less. And getting away from the pains of adolescence takes practice. Every dog has a tough time of learning what we need to grow—and we aren’t the only victim’s. Everyone has had something that they didn’t find tasteful, but we all must live in the now. Now is what matters. Now rocks.
Our transcendence over the problems and stories of the past will give us an opportunity to grow. Surviving doggie adolescence was difficult at times. There are unleashed mistakes, housetraining, and behavioral problems. And I’m not even talking about me. The others in my life were contributors in many of my negative stories, but why let those stories live on forever, and shape who I am today? It is up to me to not live there, but to create new magical stories. The kind that I want to tell. The kind that put a smile on someone’s face. The kind that makes me twitch with happiness, which makes my nose wet.
Amber had a wonderful weekend. It was uneventful, and lovely. She spent time with friends that matter to her, and she spent just the perfect amount of time curled up at home with us. She met new friends and spent time with the ones she already knew. She went out with the lovely Erin, she spent time with Brian, Katya, and Michelle, and she was truly happy.
The weekend went by a moment to fast, and she is back at work..and feeling blessed. I’m curled up waiting for her to get home. Tonight she is going to hike the canyon and learn how to use her new pink digital camera. Now if she would only stop practicing on my furry face. That flashing light is driving me dog crazy!
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