Furred, feathered or finned
Pets. You've got to love 'em.
Be they two-legged, four-legged, feathered, furred or finned, there's nothing more welcome than getting home from a hard day at work to be greeted by bright eyes, a wagging tail, boundless energy and a joy for life which we sometimes forget in the endless grind of modern society.
Has there ever been a time when you walked through the door and your pets weren't happy to see you? They are a constantly-refreshing change from the constant diet of bad news and negativity the media serves up these days.
In fact you have to admire an animal's sense of priorities. Take the humble dog. Well, there is no such thing as a humble dog, but that's a topic for another time. There could be wars, floods, fires, global disease pandemics and even alien invasions going on all over the planet, but your dog wouldn't care. As long as you are there to give her a pat, to fill up her food bowl and to laugh at her goofy antics, all is golden in her world.
My wife Lu and I couldn't be happier that Keira, our ten-month-old German Shepherd puppy, deigns to share our house. She's a handful at times. Just this week she's decided that our BBQ tastes especially good. Not the food, the actual BBQ.
|"In fact you have to admire an animal's sense of priorities. Take the humble dog. Well, there is no such thing as a humble dog, but that's a topic for another time."|
Her latest obsession is with grapes and chick peas, of all things. I'm not sure how she knows they taste good, but every time we open the refrigerator she makes a beeline for the vegetables. Thankfully she stays away from my beer.
Maybe we'll have to buy her some of her own beer. Yes, for the dog that has everything, you can now buy them a beer. Not that they don't deserve it - sleeping in the sun all day can really be hard work.
Dogs, and all our other pets, remind us not to rush headlong through life without taking notice of what's going on around us.
I love how Keira can just stop whatever she is doing, take some time out and just smell the roses. Well, if you know dogs it's probably not roses she's smelling, but I digress.