My four year old grandson is slowly discovering the world of dogs. Living in Mexico for his first three years he was very much afraid of them, but here in the UK where animal lovers abound he’s been learning that dogs are not naturally vicious. He’ll even dare to pet the big ones now (after checking with their owners).
I loved animals as a child and always had a special link with them, especially dogs and horses. It is a great wonder to me, these relationships, often closer and more loyal than human bonds, giving love and affection to some who might otherwise lack. Our special companions on this planet – they have much to teach us!
Millie overwhelmed me, to say the least. She was one of the most beautiful ladies I’ve ever seen, the kind that you just stare at breathless. However Millie seemed totally unaware of any aloof dignities, rushing to greet me before we’d even been introduced.
My friend explained that Millie lived with her son, but due to some accommodation falling through, she was staying with her a few days. She hoped we didn’t mind her coming along for the walk.
I didn’t mind at all, but felt a little uncomfortable being escorted by such a “celebrity”. Everyone was staring at her (and us). With her perfect grooming and exquisite physique she literally bowled one guy off his feet (his wife was very upset about it.)
With supreme confidence she greeted everyone we passed. No one could ignore Millie.
Personally I was mesmerized. It was not only her beauty but the very way she moved that captivated me. (My friend had mentioned that she was from a very good family, well bred.)
They’d been stuck at home all day and Millie was eager to take in the great outdoors and explore the lakes with us. She wanted to take in everything in youthful abandon. My friends admonishments to walk sedately with us and attract less attention fell on deaf ears. You see Millie is after all canine, a one year old, silver Great Dane!
Posted in honor of attending my first ever dog birthday party.
Us humans did get a free barbecue and a chance to chat as the doggies played. We even had the usual (though canine) party animal (exploring point three) jump down into the little river at the back of the garden. Thankfully my grand daughter’s friends took on the job of trying to get him out!
A Chicago physician reports that he had to abandon the use of dogs in an ulcer research program. The dogs refused to get tense & worry, & worry & tension are prominently listed as suspected causes of ulcers.
If you inflict an ulcer upon a dog by artificial methods, says the Chicago doctor, he will sit down & placidly cure himself by refusing to be bothered about anything.
Actually I’m a dog person, but it seemed appropriate, particularly as it is watching rather than participating. Apart from my Leo birth date I know myself well enough not to claim the endearing canine qualities of total dedication to one individual. My Chinese sign (a rabbit) apportions me the attribute of loyalty and I am loyal, but it’s a more complex than that.
Like the cat I tend to be a loner by nature, independent, fiercely protective of my “cubs” but not so romantic relationships etc. Catlike I’ll enjoy the comfort of a warm and loving hearth, be amiable and affectionate, drink my milk from a bowl, but underneath is the knowledge that I can hunt and make my own way when needed and under my soft padding feet are sheathed claws, razor sharp should they be required. Yes, I think a cat is apt.