Most of what has held my attention this past week has been planning my brother-in-law's wedding and the logistics involved with planning in Vancouver while I'm here in Calgary, as well as the fun of trying to get other family members to 'buy-in' to my ideas. My ego is pushing my ideas, because, of course, I figure they are better ideas than anyone else's. Hmmmm....
And then I had the opportunity to spend time taking care of Molly (above) who is, sadly, on the downward slope of life. She's thin, has a lot of lumps that may be cancer, wheezes all the time, has hips that don't work and cloudy eyes. And look at her! She's just as happy as a clam to be out for a short walk. She doesn't much care about anything except that I try to keep up with her, and give her food to eat, water to drink, and a few bellyrubs for good measure. No ego. No positioning for accolades. No hurt feelings if someone doesn't agree with her outlook on life.
So even though she's in pain and sauntering towards the exit door, she still has lessons to teach. Even if the student is a little slow and pig-headed.
Oh, and when I die, if I get to come back, I want to come back as a well-loved dog. Like Molly. With lots of bellyrubs, please.
Oh, and when I die, if I get to come back, I want to come back as a well-loved dog. Like Molly. With lots of bellyrubs, please.
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