March 7, 2015
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I’ve had this thought lately. We have two dogs. I can’t stand them and want nothing to do with them. Slinky is a rescue dog, seriously emotionally scarred by the abuse she suffered in the first few months of her life. We named her Slinky because of how she slinked around when we first got her. She was afraid of everybody and everything. She had nothing to do with me for years. I could put food on the floor and walk away and she wouldn’t eat it. She would jump and run at my slightest movement. In the last couple of years she has become much more comfortable, much more dog-like. She is no longer skittish and no longer slinks. But there’s a downside to that. She has become a massive mooch, with no manners whatsoever. And she sleeps on the bed, frequently she’s very restless and it disturbs my sleep.
And then there’s the other dog. A stray Queen Midget just had to bring home. And keep. Lamb Chop barks. Constantly. If I move, she barks. If I hug a member of my family she barks. If I say “hey” to my wife, she barks. She barks and barks and barks and barks.
I once was a dog person. I’m struggling with remaining a dog person with these two dogs in my life. I generally try to have as little as possible to do with them. But every once in awhile I break down and pet one or both of them. And this thought occurred to me.
If you have pets at home, particularly dogs and in some cases cats, think about how they react when you pet them. They relax. They might purr. They want more and seek out that touch from you. A scratch behind the ears, a belly rub, stroking their pelt. And that dog or cat is yours. All yours.
So, why is it then that we can’t touch each other?
Seriously, touch somebody today. Not just that glancing hug or the quick peck on the cheek. Stop and touch them in a real and meaningful way. It’s not going to hurt. I guarantee it.
Connect by a touch
Fingers to skin, arms around
Touch, imagine love