Dog Brain
I’ve been watching my dog lately, just observing the way she interacts with the world, and it’s got me thinking. Watching her flip out when I put her collar on has made me wonder when was the last time I was so excited about something that I couldn’t control myself? I mean completely, lose control; as in spinning in circles, jumping up and down, and yelling. I can’t think of a time that I have ever been that excited. Not now when a new video game comes out. Not a few weeks ago when I got my new job and moved to Memphis. Not as a kid on Christmas morning or at a birthday party. Not ever.
I just can’t relate to that level of excitement. I can relate to her barking at a noise in the middle of the night. I can relate to her look of bliss when I scratch her belly. I can even relate to her clinging need to press right up against me when she sleeps. And yet, I just can’t relate to the way she completely loses it when I pick up a ball to throw or pull her leash out of the bag.
I wonder what it’s like to be that lost in excitement. I also feel just a tiny twinge of jealousy that it all comes from something so simple.
Comments
Most of her life is spent adapting to our human world. Any hint of going outside is an affirmation of her need to be in her natural world.
Posted by: Mom | March 20, 2010 07:34 AM
I often think about that when I'm walking Grody. What feels like a chore or just exercise to me is absolutely the best thing in the world to him. To have such bliss just from the act of walking...that's a pretty healthy outlook on life.
Posted by: Sarah | March 22, 2010 07:09 PM