On Losing a Dog

This is Kayzee. She passed away last week leaving a grieving human. I feel for him, as I am sure we all do. A dogs life being so much shorter than your own I believe you have all experienced this almost unbearable emotion.

It was perfect timing to share a story I had just heard the week before. A friend of mine was sharing her story about her once in a lifetime dog and how he was lost his life to a hit and run driver. She said within a week she found herself at the shelter again looking for a new dog because, "she didn't want to live without that kind of love in her life!" OMD How powerful is that?!. She didn't want to live without that kind of love in her life!

I know it is human to grieve. I know it is human to not want to put your heart on the line again. And for all you humans go through and the numerous lines I could print. I will just live you with, "She didn't want to live without that king of love in her life!"

Our connections are powerful.

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

It's all in our heads

So today Mom and I were in the car sitting patiently in the driveway of a gas station in the ready to exit position. The cars in the first lane were at a stop due to the light. Then car two inched up as close as possible to car one, anxiously starting back and forth at us as if it were one for all race for second position. Mom and I just sat there.

We weren't going to go anywhere so we sat there while she rubbed my head and then all of a sudden, "honkkkkkkk" a car screamed. We looked up and there was car three, completely inpatient, constantly looking at us like we weren't in enough of a hurry to take the now mile long space she was offering.

Mom noticed. One person did the wrong thing or a mean thing at least, and one person try to attempt a nice move. However both people were in the same head.

Dogs, unfortunately suffer from this too. See tell me to sit and stay and I am find. Have my Mom leave the room and I look good on the outside but on the inside "I'm Panicking!" It all in our heads too.

I don't think actions speak louder than words: I think it's all in our heads. Don't aim for perfection just be aware and they aiming for more often then not, they could be a great improvement for many. I am not perfect either I suffer from the same internal chatterm however my episode seam to few and far between in comparsion to your kind. So I suggest, when your listening to your head you stop and put your dog, it may give you a different perspective and allow you sit where you are in peace.

Emma

They called me what?

So this week I have been referred to as a celebrity, a movie star, award worthy and beautiful. If I were human it might go to my head and then my actions might lean more to trying to prove that they were right. However, I am dog. My human heard the labels and being part dog herself, she was able to hear, recognize and continue to be herself. Which means, I will wake up tomorrow (God willing) and go to morning Therapy so I can see my favorite person. And then go to Pasadena so I can visit Granny and hang out in the family room with all the dog lovers. Then go to GrandMEM's just to get my weekly kiss. In short, tomorrow I am no different then today. And my actions reflect who I am and yes it made some of you call me some names, but sticks and stones people, even if the name calling is Grand! (BOL, Sticks and Stones.... that is what you say even if you like the names they call you. It does give you a way to recenter yourself and be your own dog! No matter what they are saying.)

ME.

SEEING is beautiful

I have an advantage as dog for I can not video tape, I can not hold a camera heck I can not hold a phone. My eyes are my lenses and my memories are my pictures.

I heard my human tell a story about the first time she went to Italy. After her return she had hundreds of pictures and years later it was those pictures she remember not the experience of that first trip. She is lucky, she returned many times.

I do understand the concept of what is coming tomorrow. I only understand today.

Today was beautiful. Technicolor. That is what I believe you call it. The greens where so light they looked fake and trees came in orange and white and red. Mustard weed field fields with yellow and the air with sweet aroma. Orange fields, the Apple fields looked as good as they smelt. Raccoons crossed the street and the sky was abundant with birds. The unfamiliar sound of hooves on pavement lead way to the smells of a horse. The winds were gentle, the sun warm upon my fur and my paws tingling cold with feel of the snow. Today was an experience I saw with my eyes and I heard with my ears and I smelt with my snout and I touched with my pads and I tasted when I eat. Today was beautiful

Try to be as nature intended once in awhile. Put down your camera, stop talking outwards and let what be in. For all that I am, I am made of my experience and they linger as long as your film.

I have an advantage, I know seeing is beautiful.


"What touches us, lingers." Emma Zen!

Lesson Learned

This morning I was watching the cat. It was acting weird. She was all freaking out over a feather on a stick, leaping into the air, hunching her back and landing on it firm and solid as if to say, "Got you or Take this". Just weird. You see no humans were around, no one was interacting with her, she wasn't being coerced into this behavior. Their it was, all alone acting as if she was the whole party.

From my perspective I thought, "weirdo!" and then I stop to watch her. My head titled sideways as us dog sometimes do, trying to figure out what was going on. I realized: She wasn't losing her mind, cats are not suffering from insanity. They just purr and simple (pure and simple) don't rely on others for their happiness.....

There's a lesson there.

The Observer, Emma Zen