For many of us, our pets are an important part of our life. Almost every day I spend time with Koda, our 2 year-old Samoyed pup. His favorite thing is to go for a walk or a hike with me. If I don’t take him in the morning, by early afternoon he walks into my office, sits in front of my desk, looks up at me as sad as can be and “talks” to me. He makes this pleading noise that sounds like he’s talking and which is quite difficult to ignore. I know what he wants and more importantly, he knows that I know.
It’s almost as if somehow Koda realizes that in addition to the importance of the exercise, my walks in Nature serve as a form of reconnection to the greater part of me. When life is too busy and crazy, the most counter-intuitive thing, taking time away from the office to go for a walk, is actually what’s best for me. He knows how important it is for me to take our walk, even on days when I don’t remember or when I think I’m too busy.
How is it that my dog knows what’s best for me? How can he be that smart?
This blog and Today’s Brilliance featuring Koda as our Luminary came from asking myself these specific questions.
Many of my blogs come from carrying my iPhone with me and dictating as Koda and I hike together. On this particular day I walked and wrote this blog just from watching Koda play during our walk. I wrote his Today’s Brilliance from the point of what I thought he would say to me if he could speak. Sometimes I almost feel like he does.
I hope you don’t think I’m too crazy and that somehow, you too enjoy the wisdom shared from a place of unconditional love from a big white ball of fur in Montana.
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I have a schnauzer and if I am working and forget about the time she makes this grunting noise (like a pig). She expects to walk 2 times a day -rain or shine. It makes me remember the best things in life (like the love of a dog) are free.
Koda’s wisdom is so beautiful, I would have cried if I had tear glands.
I love mowing the yard with my human. Or working on the ol’ pick up truck; you can’t ride in the back with the wind flapping your ears if the truck won’t run.
I love getting to ride with my human daddy to the trash dump. I guard the truck real good so on the way back Daddy stops at this place to buy me a ham “burgie” but it doesn’t taste at all like ham.
Then sometimes my humans take me for a ride to historic Williamsburg, Virginia. I get to be walked through this beautiful historic town meeting all kinds of new humans and sometimes other dogs and cats, too. I put on a show and look real cute so pretty, young, female humans will want to pet me and talk to my daddy in all big smiles.
Now Mommy wants to be the only one to walk me on a leash!
I love my Mommy.
Well, gotta go. There is a squirrel in the front yard.