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Tuesday, April 12, 2011
When Brut was young, I would let him run off-leash. At first he wouldn't take to it, he would rather be leashed. He needed that connection with me. He needed the reassurance. There was a short period where he took that freedom. Later as we learned of his aggression, he was always leashed. Staying leashed together we found a new kind of freedom. I wasn't just witnessing it, I was participating in it, together with him. Our communication grew through this connection. His body language gave way to the sounds and sights that were before us. We responded to each other almost telepathically. We answered each other in rhythm like synchronized hearts. I have been spellbound by this phenomenon of feeling more free leashed together than when I used to let him run wild. I believe it comes down to the fact that we were sharing the moment, every moment with every movement and each vibe that ran through the leash. Almost like an umbilical chord. It was more than just an understanding or deep thoughts, it was the connection of our beings experiencing the moment together. Simultaneously we are united in our walks together as if one unit. A bond that continues to set us free and is becoming deeper and stronger than any I have known.