I love taking my dog Tryp for walks, especially in the Spring-Summer season. He's a Chocolate Lab who been with me through thick and thin. No matter what happens in my day, he is always waiting for me, with his tail wagging and his tongue hanging out. Lots of drool. Actually, he's a little disgusting at times. But I love him anyways. That's for another blog...
We were walking in a school playground the other day, and, because he's a dog with his nose in everything, and dogs are weird that way -- they'll sniff another dog's butt or roll around in a pile of crap that some owner-dude didn't clean up (that always bugs my butt -- geez, this blog is really getting disgusting...). Anyways, we're walking in the yard, and Tryp beelines for a pile in the corner of the yard. It's a big old pile of leaves that was leftover from the Fall, full of all kinds of interesting smells. So, he throws his paws into this pile and starts rustling the leaves this way and that. Some of the leaves start flying into the air and the wind grabs a few and starts flinging them stupidly in the air. Tryp zeros in on one and starts following it. He's jumping all over the place, trying to catch this beat-up, brown, crunchy leaf. I'm chuckling big time.
The leaf flies away. He goes after another leaf. This time he pins it down and starts giving it the once over with his paws. They're pretty good smellers. And talk about having fun. This dog was in heaven. This goes on for a few minutes, until I drag him away to another part of the field. He gets sniffing again.
It was all funny to watch, but it made me think. I don't think I've ever sniffed around that hard enough, for anything. If I had this dog's interest in checking out stuff and sniffing around, my life might be a little different. Not that I hate my life. But I am still living in my parents' basement and I really l haven't found a job that I like. Maybe we need to think like dogs, get our noses out, ready to explore the world more. Rustle up some leaves, chase a few, see if they're interesting, and then chase some more.
I might even find out what like to do, or what I'm good at. Maybe even a job I like to do.
Mmmmmm. I think I might start looking for a few leaf piles. But, only after I grab a Slurpee.
Hey, Gotta set my priorities.
We were walking in a school playground the other day, and, because he's a dog with his nose in everything, and dogs are weird that way -- they'll sniff another dog's butt or roll around in a pile of crap that some owner-dude didn't clean up (that always bugs my butt -- geez, this blog is really getting disgusting...). Anyways, we're walking in the yard, and Tryp beelines for a pile in the corner of the yard. It's a big old pile of leaves that was leftover from the Fall, full of all kinds of interesting smells. So, he throws his paws into this pile and starts rustling the leaves this way and that. Some of the leaves start flying into the air and the wind grabs a few and starts flinging them stupidly in the air. Tryp zeros in on one and starts following it. He's jumping all over the place, trying to catch this beat-up, brown, crunchy leaf. I'm chuckling big time.
The leaf flies away. He goes after another leaf. This time he pins it down and starts giving it the once over with his paws. They're pretty good smellers. And talk about having fun. This dog was in heaven. This goes on for a few minutes, until I drag him away to another part of the field. He gets sniffing again.
It was all funny to watch, but it made me think. I don't think I've ever sniffed around that hard enough, for anything. If I had this dog's interest in checking out stuff and sniffing around, my life might be a little different. Not that I hate my life. But I am still living in my parents' basement and I really l haven't found a job that I like. Maybe we need to think like dogs, get our noses out, ready to explore the world more. Rustle up some leaves, chase a few, see if they're interesting, and then chase some more.
I might even find out what like to do, or what I'm good at. Maybe even a job I like to do.
Mmmmmm. I think I might start looking for a few leaf piles. But, only after I grab a Slurpee.
Hey, Gotta set my priorities.