Today is my little one's second birthday. My little one is my puppy. I laugh at my husband and tell him all the time that love can be bought. She loves me like no one else does.
I get up in the morning and she welcomes me with a tail that will just not stop wagging. The excitement she has for me is indescribable. I step outside for a few minutes and she welcomes me with the same excitement as if I was gone for hours.
Mocha is the best Christmas present I've ever received.
I spent the last two days not feeling good. I don't have the flu, but my body is achy and I'm so tired. Who lays with me? Mocha. Who cuddles up to me when I doze off? Mocha.
I came home the other day to pick up the mail. She welcomed me and licked my face off. After a few minutes, she just laid herself against me. She was content to just be there.
There is an old saying like, "I can only hope to be half the person my dog thinks I am." How true it is. She does not see my faults. She does not see my issues. She sees the person she loves.
Why can't people learn more of this? Why can't we see beyond problems and faults? Why can't we see to the heart of the person? What would their dog see?
I'm going to start this week and learn to look at people more like Mocha does with me. I'm going to begin to look deeper. I've got to look beyond the surface.
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