Sunday, January 24, 2010


Ever think about how you would want to come back if reincarnation is true? I know, God is real and I hope to be in his graces as much as you. If you are reading this and you don't believe, either have an open mind or you are in the wrong place. That being said, indulge me in a bit of fantasy here. When I come back, I want to be:

A farm dog.

My old dog worries about nothing. She is completely self sufficient when we go away for a few days. There are rabbits and squirrels around, and she knows how to catch them. She goes out and digs until she finds running water when the occasion calls for it, and she's perfectly happy sleeping under one of the cedar trees in the pasture if I forget to open the garage door.

On the other hand, she is spoiled by the kids and myself. She has a fantastic diet as far as dogs go (all the table food she can eat), and we give her a warm bed in the garage all winter. She can go off by herself without a care, and if something pisses her off, she can either leave (which is usual) or tear its head off (on occasion) without a care. In return for our favors, she licks our hands and snuggles up close when we are nearby.

Sure, at times, things are hard. She sleeps outside when the temps are too low sometimes. At times, she goes hungry for a day if she doesn't hunt, and the neighborhood mutts get to her dinner bowl before her. All in all however, she is the master of her life, and nobody tells her what to do or how to do it. She is allowed to keep all of her earnings (the hunt), and if someone tries to take it, she is free to bite.

As a society, I think we could learn a few things by watching our Best Friends in the country.

Until next time, keep your powder dry and your eyes open....

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