My dog, covered in sticky mud, sprayed me with filth as he shook it off
He smiled at me, even though I had just yelled at him five minutes ago for almost jerking my arm out of my socket – chasing a rabbit
Dogs
They act on impulse born of instinct, love deeply, forgive quickly, and let go – constantly – of whatever happened as it passes
Daily I walk behind their happy waving tales
Hoping some of their traits
will rub off on me.
Dogma is for fools and followers, dogs though, dogs are for people who love.
Header picture Ringo, one of my beloved dogs, Hogan and Bodhi below ❤️
