A note from my human

Today I took Emma to Therapy. There was a man with a cane who was laid out in a recliner stretched all the way back. I took the other recliner and pushed it up next to his and had Emma get up and lay in it. She curled up in a little ball and rested her head on the now 2 wide arm rest. Soon she fell asleep with the man's hand on her head. As I watched them both from a few feet away I saw him too close his eyes and then simultaneously, as if on cue, they both took a deep breath and sighed.

It was beautiful.

This is life.

There are no camera's allowed in this center and yet the picture was so beautiful. It makes me pause and wish to remind everyone to stop doing and just be. To put down the cameras, the computers and the cell phones. To go out and then come home with the vision of a yellow flower, or the memory of a good smell or the visual of such contentment. It is within those moments, the ones documented from our own accord that we actually feel alive.

Live on!

(Emma's human.)

What my human learned from me

Yesterday I had a bad day or at least that is what one could assume. You see, me at home all day without my human is stressful. I suffer from separation anxiety. But when Mom walked in the door I stood up and gave her my happiest slow, head down, ears cute, butt wiggle walk I could! I was so happy to see her and it was that happiness I wanted to share first.

Debra, my human, took off early in the morning. Early of a terrible morning, after a terrible nights sleep, with terrible news. Her head had so many things running through it. She was off though to lunch with a friend. She thought of the story above, or days like that where I had met her with such enthusiasm even after the following of a no good day and she though, I will not go to my "friends" house, lay my woes at her door. For then I will only have to complain and be more negative and no time to heal or be possitive. So she did this and yet even though it was a struggle it was far less traumatic then pouring out what made her day bad to begin with.

Then she left and her day got worse. Much worse and it wasn't much better the next day. But what I have seen my human do is to try. To know in her own head what has to been done and to do it and to not perpetuate the negativity by overly repeating it too much or everywhere she goes. I have watched her smile, hold back a snarly, listen to others and I swear today I saw her wag her butt!

I think it is working. She looks like she is getting grounded again.. My human has learned from my behaviors. Dogs, be good. You never know who you are affecting!

Emma