Philosophy Friday

It's a Magical World

When big beautiful Pushka crossed over the rainbow bridge there was a goodly while I thought I was broken, having been unable to picture life without a dog for so long suddenly I couldn't imagine ever loving one again, Pushka left a huge hurting hole in my heart.

And then this little one came along. I wasn't sure it was a good idea, maybe too soon, maybe too much, maybe I'd no love left to give...
And I'd forgotten so much about having a puppy. The manic moments, the sleepy moments, the teeth, the crying, the chewing...

But I'd also forgotten the magic - this little bundle of Miss Chief is already well on the way to being the bestest of pals, someone to adventure with, to talk to, to wander and wonder with, I love her all the more for what's yet to come. I took her to another favourite place today and paused to appreciate how wonderful it must be seeing this for the first time with those adorable little green eyes, to scent the thrill of the chase, to feel the grass as you pounce and roll - to know that life is meant to be a glorious adventure.  
For a moment in the wind I heard a husky singing the song of her kind. We could learn a lot from our four legged friends about what it really is to live a life.