A Dog Doesn't Care If

Dogs Are A Really Amazing Eye Opener For Us Humans Because Their Lives Are Compressed Into Such A Short Period, So We Can See Them Go From Puppyhood To Adolescence To Strong Adulthood And Then Into Their Sunset Years In 10 To 12 Years. It Really Drives Home The Point Of How Finite All Our Lives Are.

A Dog Doesn't Care If You Are Rich Or Poor, Educated Of Illiterate, Clever Or Dull. Give Him Your Heart And He Will Give You His. It Was Really Quite Simple, And Yet We Humans, So Much Wiser And More Sophisticated, Have Always Had Trouble Figuring Out What Really Counts And What Does Not.

Then I Dropped My Forehead Against His And Sat There For A Long Time, As If I Could Telegraph A Message Through Our Two Skulls, From My Brain To His. I Wanted To Make Him Understand Some Things. You Know All That Stuff We’ve Always Said About You?” I Whispered. “what A Total Pain You Are? Don’t Believe It. Don’t Believe It For A Minute, Marley.” He Needed To Know That, And Something More, Too. There Was Something I Had Never Told Him, That No One Ever Had. I Wanted Him To Hear It Before He Went. Marley,” I Said. “you Are A Great Dog.

A Person Can Learn A Lot From A Dog, Even A Loopy One Like Ours. Marley Taught Me About Living Each Day With Unbridled Exuberance And Joy, About Seizing The Moment And Following Your Heart. He Taught Me To Appreciate The Simple Things-a Walk In The Woods, A Fresh Snowfall, A Nap In A Shaft Of Winter Sunlight. And As He Grew Old And Achy, He Taught Me About Optimism In The Face Of Adversity. Mostly, He Taught Me About Friendship And Selflessness And, Above All Else, Unwavering Loyalty.

In A Dog's Life, Some Plaster Would Fall, Some Cushions Would Open, Some Rugs Would Shred. Like Any Relationship, This One Had Its Costs. They Were Costs We Came To Accept And Balance Against The Joy And Amusement And Protection And Companionship He Gave Us.