Rich dog

There’s a new beagle in town. Now, Cooper is happily breed neutral and likes to meet all sorts of types of dogs, but he does love to particularly bond with a fellow beagle. And this particular beagle seems to be somewhat special. There has been a murmur on the street that Guy is royalty.

As Cooper muses how it might be just wonderful to have multiple servants bring him a constant service throughout the day of delicious sausages in gold plated bowls, he wonders how his luck has landed on this side of the coin. He only gets the very occasional sausage!

Do some dogs just have a wonderful charmed life? But maybe that’s not the whole story…

It’s no fun being in an animal shelter. Guy the beagle is a truly affectionate sort and these metal bars keep him from snuggling up to those many humans who walk past. He wags his tail at them but no one seems to want to interact.

All these disappointments fade away when That Day arrives. A smiling dark-haired girl stares through the bars at him. He wags hopefully; she seems lovely. She grins more broadly and puts her hand tentatively through the bars to stroke him. He blissfully closes his eyes and revels in having his fur stroked. It’s been so long.

From that day onwards his life is a whirlwind. He soon forgets about his experience at the shelter and settles into a life of being loved and loving hard back. There is delicious food, lots of playtime and another dog to play with. Happiness is his whole world.

Then there’s packing boxes everywhere (ideal to poke his nose into) and a constant flurry of activity of comings and goings. Some mysterious tablet and then a hazy journey in a cozy crate which feels like an age. And then the trip is over… he sniffs new air. Something fresh and different. Cooler but somehow tingling and welcoming. More bumps and movement; he peers out wondering where this adventure is taking him. His cheery owner idly strokes him and whispers excitedly into his fur. He wags to show he understands what she is saying, but he doesn’t. However, he’s happy to go along with whatever is going on. It seems like a new beginning.

What can you learn from your dog?

When we meet people, we see who they are today. We don’t see the hardships and journey they have made to get there and we can make, sometimes maybe negative, assumptions about them. Maybe we are a bit jealous or disgruntled at our lot. That’s okay. But there’s space in the world for everyone to do well, we just need to take our own journey to get there.

Keep in contact

Cooper is a friendly chap. He’s always happy to meet new dogs, get to know them in that brief circling moment of sniffing and perhaps engage in a quick run or wrestle. Disappointingly, he is often pulled away by his lead in what feels like a split second later. However, he then saves this new buddy’s information into his internal rolodex of smells so he will remember them next time.

Ahhhh, but when is the next time? Life gets busy. His never ending quest to investigate bushes and pavements takes up a lot of his time. And, of course, napping is a time consuming hobby as well as all the thinking time taken up by wondering when his next mealtime is. It’s not that he doesn’t want to keep in contact with friends, he just has so many other things going on as well. But he does know it’s important to try. Luckily for Cooper he has the Pee Social Network. It’s not a glamorous way of keeping in touch – oh no not at all – but Cooper has always been a down to earth sorta guy. This useful Social Network allows him and all his friends to keep up to date with each other – how handy. There are specific areas around where he lives where dogs check in to pee against. We are talking corners of walls, lovely birch trees, a small patch of brown grass and, of course, the classic fire hydrant was, he thinks, specifically made for this activity. He and his friends can catch up with who has been there before, taking in a good whiff of the area, and then add their own contribution, ensuring the conversation continues. 

 

What can you learn from your dog?

Social networking is a great way to drop in on people that you can’t see face to face as often as you would like. We can share our lives with our friends with pictures and updates and keep the momentum going in our relationships. Then, when we do meet up with them, in between our hectic jobs and busy family lives, we have remained connected to them.

It’s not a waste of time to engage with people you love on Facebook or Instagram; this is how we connect when we have distance between us, and isn’t it wonderful that we can?

Perfection is boring

Cooper is very happy to be himself. He knows he is the embodiment of absolute excellence and he would never fret concerning himself with someone else’s negative views. They’re simply incorrect.

Occasionally, Cooper has a trip to the vet. He enjoys these visits as it’s where a white-coated stranger strokes and inspects his body and gives him snacks for the privilege. He is bemused that someone wants to give him treats to look inside his ears and put a cold, metal device on his torso, but who is he to judge someone’s natural interest in him? Of course they’re fascinated to see how he ticks.

What he doesn’t like about the vets is being asked to stand on a large platform in the corner. There is some sort of output screen to the side which everyone stares at (rather than at him, which is unusual in itself) and when it settles onto a constant result the stranger has a sharp intake of breath and shakes her head. His owner looks shame facedat the floor. What? What’s the problem? The vet then points at his belly, his beautiful belly, and starts giving instructions to his owner. Errr, that’s *his* belly, and it’s exactly how he likes it. Of course, it’s a little bigger than it once was, but that is because he has every intention of hoovering up any food he likes the look of and why would he deny himself that wonderful pleasure in life? Cooper doesn’t appreciate this fat-shaming nonsense.

Cooper feels he is healthy just as he is. He has two excellent walks a day, and some of that is spent rushing around in dizzying circles. Could he do more, sure. His ambling along sniffing bushes isn’t the most calorie burning activity and eating discarded sausage rolls from the pavement doesn’t help his waistline. He admires other dogs who have sleek outlines and is impressed at the efforts of long legged energetic friends dashing and leaping around his field. I mean… he could join in…

But whatever. He is his own – slightly chubby – authentic self.

*What can you learn from your dog?*

Your flaws are what make you unique. Your dog doesn’t waste time thinking about his wonky tail or too long ears, they are part of who he is and that’s that. The people who love you don’t love you because you are a particular dress size and they don’t care that you don’t measure up to airbrushed pictures of models in magazines. They like you just as you are. And so should you.

Life doesn’t always go as planned

Flint, the whippet has unexpectedly become a father. He fondly remembers going on a date, Lexie was a nice girl, lots in common: eating, sleeping, running and she had a cute butt. It was truly the full package. And the date ended up going… spectacularly well, shall we say? Yes, he thinks wistfully, that was a pretty good day.

He was keen to see her for a long-awaited follow-up date. He had hoped to maybe rekindle what they had previously, perhaps over a drink from a fresh water bowl. But no, things had changed dramatically: as he entered her home he saw she was surrounded by mini versions of herself. Wriggly, noisy little whippets. And these small puppies, well, they also looked suspiciously like him too. With a lurch he realised; he was their daddy.

Now puppies sure are cute, aren’t they? All waggy tails and filled to the brim with infinite joy. But five of them? All enthusiastically headed in your direction? Adamant to get your attention at any cost, whilst yapping away? Flint felt a headache coming his way as he backed into a corner. He didn’t remember a discussion about where the relationship was going, it seemed to have leapt several steps without his input. He was surely too young to be a father, he hadn’t travelled the world… all the way to that field he saw in the distance. And there were all those other things he wanted to spend his free time doing: chewing a bone, running around, napping. He didn’t want to change his bachelor lifestyle.

As the puppies eager faces stared up at him, he cocked his head to one side. Of course, there was the indisputable fact that he was fairly wise. He thought he had a lot to teach a new generation, actually. He was an absolute expert at relaxing and he wouldn’t want this envied skill-set to die with him; these offspring were his legacy to the world. Maybe, he pondered, as one of his children started nibbling his leg and one that looked the spitting image of him licked him on the nose, maybe it could be quite nice having these creatures in his life after all?

*What can you learn from your dog?*

Sometimes life throws us a curveball. There we are, planning away, moving towards a life we are trying to create for ourselves and Something Big will happen. Maybe it’s bad or at least will seem a bad thing in the moment, but it’s there and we have to roll with it. Maybe you have said it yourself, but you’ll certainly know someone who has said: “at the time I thought it was the end of the world, but actually it was the best thing that could have happened to me”. Redundancy, breakups… or an unexpected litter of puppies… you can deal with it, and it may change your life for the better.

Charm gets you a long way

Cooper gets bored. He can’t just be entertaining himself the whole time, that is the whole point of owners. Whether it’s walks or pulling on a rope toy, they surely revel in the joy he brings into their previously dog-less lives.

Sometimes they incredibly rudely go out without him. He sadly imagines them walking over wonderful hills and through forests on their own. What else could they be doing? Now he’s a bit put out and bored. This combo can lead to DESTRUCTION MANIA.

Destruction mania doesn’t start as a bad bad thing. Just having a look around and seeing something on a table that could probably do better being on the floor. A cushion that he wanted to see inside of. And then checking if other cushions also have the same interior fluff. Then there are piles of interesting things in reach that he wonders what they might feel like being chewed a bit.

Uh oh, he pauses mid blanket tear, and his ears prick up to hear the car coming onto the drive. Uh oh. And once again it’s a familiar tirade of shouting and pointing, almost as if this is a well-trod road they should all be used to. But there was no malice in his actions and he is sorry. What Cooper has in buckets is charm. He has charisma glowing throughout his little torso and his big brown eyes mean he conveys this very well.

Charm gets Cooper out of all sorts of debacles. He doesn’t understand why they didn’t want him to make lots of lovely holes to enhance their lawn. Why were they cross when he took that pizza off the kitchen counter when it had clearly been abandoned?

You can’t be angry with a charmer.

*What can you learn from your dog?*

A cheeky disposition can get you out of all sorts of trouble. Who do you know who seems to get away with doing something they shouldn’t have done, but they smile, apologise and with a twinkle in their eye you can’t help but forgive them. People love to be charmed. Try it out yourself.

It’s about being happy, easy going and accepting of yourself and other people. It’s about shrugging your shoulders at your mistakes, being okay that you’re flawed. Being okay with everyone else being flawed. Charm makes people smile, and who wouldn’t want to make the people around you smile?

Overcome decision paralysis

Dave the Irish Wolfhound has a choice this morning. A box was hurriedly put away and some of the contents had spilled onto the kitchen floor. He’s a curious fellow so he padded over, his lithe frame swaying side to side, and he was delighted to see that this particular box was the one containing his snacks. Four lovely bonio have made their way into his life. As it happens, he feels peckish and is quite keen on a biscuit. He is not greedy though, one will do. But which one?

Biscuit 1 – this one is okay, nothing special but nothing against it
Biscuit 2 – well, this one has a chunk missing from the corner, that’s less available deliciousness, but the scratchy edge might be satisfying against his gums
Biscuit 3 – the colour is slightly lighter but he thinks this one might be a bit bigger than the others
Biscuit 4 – there’s a big crack along the centre of this one which might make it easier to eat in two bites

His eyes scan each one in turn, again and again, thinking about the pros and cons. He considers which might be the best one. Why is it so hard to choose? A good few minutes in now, he feels he is just nearing in on making his final decision when his ever-smiling owner comes back to the kitchen. She exclaims at the debris on her kitchen floor and hastily picks up the biscuits with a mutter. She turns to look at him, cocks her head to one side, smiles and throws him one, putting the other three back in the box.

He chomps it down.

It was not the one he would have chosen.

*What can you learn from your dog?*

Ahhh, the paralysis of indecision. We are often lucky enough to have several options open to us and we can get stuck weighing up each one, sometimes to the point of inertia. We think that if we don’t make a choice then it can’t be the wrong one! But we just have to move forwards, even if it’s the wrong choice. No action gets us nowhere. It may seem easier if someone else ends up choosing for us, but was their decision really what we wanted?

Big breath. Decide. And do.

Protect Your Own

Tye the Husky tentatively unwraps his gift from his owners. Out tumbles a brown fuzzy bear, with a cute embroidered nose, from the shiny wrapping. And he’s just perfect.

Tye is a gentle soul: he knows he maybe looks a bit scary, but he’s really not. He likes to spend his time on his own, contemplating, but he is also passionately protective about his pack. And today his pack has grown by one. His pack is mostly a higgledy-piggledy mix of humans, and boy do these people need protecting. They are an interesting sort. His male owner is pretty hairy, not as hairy as Tye of course, but as humans go, certainly up there. They share their love for deep contemplation, unlike his other owner and Weimaraner. Those two scamper around the house in a blur. Harder to protect when they keep moving, but he does his best. Extra pack members turn up sometimes, he then has to expand his circle to protect these people too. If they could all just sit still in one place it would be infinitely easier.

Every dog has a life purpose, and Tye’s is to protect. It’s about ensuring these entities you love, whoever they are – dogs, people, furry toys – feel safe. Tye gently picks up the teddy by the ear in his mouth and moves him to a refuge under an upstairs bed. He can join a couple of other fellow fluffy types in the pack. Tye lies down next to them all, keeping a watchful eye out in case of interlopers.

What can you learn from your dog?

Just as a pack dog is concerned about the welfare of his fellow dogs, love and protect your own family. Your family doesn’t have to be through blood, it’s the people, or animals, who you love and love you. Make them feel safe.

Grow old gracefully

Cooper has a dog neighbour called Millie who is a much larger dog; a Great Dane. But even though she towers over his smaller frame, somehow she’s not one of those Big Scary Dogs. Millie has a quiet, wise gracefulness that calms him and people around her.

Recently, Cooper had a dinner date at Millie’s and he immediately noticed her enormous bed. He thought it looked really comfy so tried it out and ended up quickly falling into a blissful nap. Millie didn’t mind. She knows it’s a nice place to take a rest and it’s good to look after her guests. Especially those younger ones who spend so much of their time dashing about.

When you’re a younger dog, your life is about investigating the world and having new experiences. Every new squeaky dog or pee-covered bush is a delight. As one’s age advances, a lot has become familiar, but that makes it wonderfully comforting. There is no need to dart around in circles to see absolutely everything immediately. It’s okay to move at a slower pace and explore more gently. A fresh new toy is fine, but it’s also nice to engage with a fluttering butterfly, wondering what it’s up to. In her younger days, Millie may have snapped at the dancing insect, but she now enjoys being mesmerised by its beautiful air aerobatics.

Her own health is key with the advancing years and Millie takes her water drinking seriously. She likes to take in big gulps and let it drain from her lips as she walks off, maybe wiping the drips onto a sofa cushion. Her owners don’t seem to agree with this method, but they don’t have her unwieldy lips to deal with, with their neat tiny mouths. They just don’t understand.

Millie sports on trend vibrant Harlequin black and white markings, but the body inside her fur doesn’t work quite as well as it once did. But that’s fine too. She doesn’t need to pelt across fields or leap up onto fences. She has noticed that because she’s bigger, sometimes when she’s out and about little dogs bark and yap at her, maybe trying to take her on. She just looks away. She doesn’t react to anyone trying to goad her, there’s just no need to engage in any sort of conflict. An easy calm life is the way. It’s perfectly lovely ambling along with her owners, gently taking in the sights. Their communal quiet reflection as they take an afternoon saunter is wonderful for the soul.

What can you learn from your dog?

Us humans, we do tend to dread getting older. But with age comes comfort and wisdom. It’s just a different time in our lives where we can slow down and be more in touch with the world that seemed a blur in our younger years.

Like our wise, older dogs: respect the additional years to your life and explore the changes with grace.