I love my dogs…
There are four of them, which is a number only curbed by the sheer fact that I don’t live in a big house. That, and I likely wouldn’t know where to stop and some day I would be the starring attraction of a hoarding show. People would watch in awe as they panned through my house full of adorable pugs and fabulous shoes, because yes, I have an affliction for both.
But I digress. My husband and I joyously partake in the lives of three pugs and one Japanese chin, all of which gave us but one googly-eyed look, and we were smitten. I could write a lengthy novel detailing each of their charming characteristics, but it would likely be comparable to sitting through a slideshow of aunt Nelda’s vacation pictures. Instead, I’d like to share the thing I love most this week about my dogs.
Words are overrated…
Says the person, who has chosen a profession in writing. As humans, we crave constant reassurance that comes from associations with the words: “I love you,” “I care,” and “I’m here for you.” I certainly won’t argue the importance of those utterances, but have learned that in many instances, the best comfort comes from moments of silence. We hear people say that actions speak louder than words, and dogs do this naturally. Whether they are there to lick the tears off our face, or simply press their warm bodies up against our legs, a dog’s silent deeds often resound louder than a person’s professions of love.
Nonetheless, I do on occasion, like any crazy pet lover, converse with my dogs. Is it weird that I wish my dogs could express laughter? Anyhoo, the other day as I sat, asking the cuddled pug in my lap how her day was, it dawned on me: she looked lovingly up into my eyes, not grasping a single word I was saying, but not caring that she couldn’t understand me. She was content to simply be in my presence. How often do we sit with someone, simply enjoying their company without letting the silence intimidate us? Sure, we could say it’s because dogs don’t talk, but I believe even if they could, they’d remain purely content to be in our company.
Thank you Chloe, Goku (aka Gooey), Rukia, and Appa, for making every day of my life with you, a blessed one!
There are four of them, which is a number only curbed by the sheer fact that I don’t live in a big house. That, and I likely wouldn’t know where to stop and some day I would be the starring attraction of a hoarding show. People would watch in awe as they panned through my house full of adorable pugs and fabulous shoes, because yes, I have an affliction for both.
But I digress. My husband and I joyously partake in the lives of three pugs and one Japanese chin, all of which gave us but one googly-eyed look, and we were smitten. I could write a lengthy novel detailing each of their charming characteristics, but it would likely be comparable to sitting through a slideshow of aunt Nelda’s vacation pictures. Instead, I’d like to share the thing I love most this week about my dogs.
Words are overrated…
Says the person, who has chosen a profession in writing. As humans, we crave constant reassurance that comes from associations with the words: “I love you,” “I care,” and “I’m here for you.” I certainly won’t argue the importance of those utterances, but have learned that in many instances, the best comfort comes from moments of silence. We hear people say that actions speak louder than words, and dogs do this naturally. Whether they are there to lick the tears off our face, or simply press their warm bodies up against our legs, a dog’s silent deeds often resound louder than a person’s professions of love.
Nonetheless, I do on occasion, like any crazy pet lover, converse with my dogs. Is it weird that I wish my dogs could express laughter? Anyhoo, the other day as I sat, asking the cuddled pug in my lap how her day was, it dawned on me: she looked lovingly up into my eyes, not grasping a single word I was saying, but not caring that she couldn’t understand me. She was content to simply be in my presence. How often do we sit with someone, simply enjoying their company without letting the silence intimidate us? Sure, we could say it’s because dogs don’t talk, but I believe even if they could, they’d remain purely content to be in our company.
Thank you Chloe, Goku (aka Gooey), Rukia, and Appa, for making every day of my life with you, a blessed one!