The problem with public holidays is they give otherwise busy
people the time to ponder. It has only
been a couple of weeks since we suddenly and unexpectedly lost our beloved pooch,
a mere seven weeks shy of her sixth birthday, but already thoughts have
wondered toward the benefits of owning a dog.
Her absence is most felt when returning home. No matter how brief the parting, she always
greeted us as if we were returning conquering heroes. The huge grin across her face, along with the
rapid pounding of tail against the fridge door, led the beneficiary to believe
themselves to be the dog’s favourite person in the whole world. Unfortunately, that feeling only lasted until
the next family member returned home, or the window cleaner entered the garden,
or a previously unseen delivery driver rang the doorbell.
No matter how inconvenient taking the dog out was, it did
have positive benefits. At no other time
would I have chosen to go for a walk during a gale force wind. Skipping over liberated branches and ducking
under unidentified flying debris definitely provided an all over workout. And under what other circumstances would I
have taken a stroll during torrential rain or a hale storm? I know for a fact that without a dog, I would
never have gotten to view an ice glazed park by torch light, the grass, trees
and shrubbery glistening with a billion diamonds.
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| Aura 2015 |
Walkies definitely benefited us as much as it
did the dog, and therefore it outweighed any amount of inconvenience. As for taking on another dog, I have said we’ll
leave it a couple of years but maybe I should just say watch this space?
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