A Ruff Tuesday

I probably hug/squish my dog, Kona Bean, more times than I care to admit. I talk in a squeaky, funny-sounding baby voice to her because I just know she understands. I tell her that she's the "bestest puppy and the cutest thing ever - every day and approximately every 2 minutes, Monday through Sunday. The list of nick names for her is getting a bit too long - Beanie Burrito, Kona Girl, Nanny Girl, Beantoes, just to name a few.

Because, truly, I am a crazy dog lover and simply put, I think that dogs are the best gift to humans.

I came across this snippet from a story of a kid named Shane whose dog, Belker, passed away. While it was awfully sad, I couldn't help but whole heartedly agree with the message:

The little boy seemed to accept Belker’s transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker’s death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives.

Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, “I know why.”

Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I’d never heard a more comforting explanation. He said, “People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life – like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?”

The six-year-old continued, “Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don’t have to stay as long.”


Happy Tuesday!