Dog For A Day

We got our dog from the city pound, probably the saddest place on earth. For the first few months he was in our home, he'd pee nervously at anything that made him, well, nervous, he'd shake uncontrollably at odd times and during an unprecedented loud argument between my husband and I, I looked down and saw him frantically attempting to squeeze himself under the bed.

That particular moment broke my heart.

He's been with us for years now and is both an amazing lesson in resiliency and a steady stream of antidepressant for me. There are many times, such as the moment the following picture was taken, that I wish I could be him, even for just a minute, so I could experience the wonderful freedom of truly living in the moment.



Not a care in the world, nor caring if the world sees him. Must be exhilarating.