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Wednesday, July 9, 2014
It's the simple things
It had been a long couple of days. A friend of ours had died at the beginning of the year and we helped with the cleaning out of the house. It left me depleted and empty as his death was now more final. I found myself angry with my life and life in general. I was almost shaking I was so angry and disappointed. I started talking to God and voiced my feelings, in a list, of what was bothering me the most. I didn't get very far when Brut sat in front of me and stared into my eyes with a look that said, but you have me and you have the only Brut there is.
And he was right. I had the only Bruter on the planet right at my feet. My awesome heart dog who understood my feelings when no one else did.
All he was asking in return was a little quality time together and preferably with treats.
Simple tricks, touch, give me five, eye contact for saying his name. Nothing fancy or rowdy fun, just simple time together. We did them several times until bedtime.
That was all Brut needed. And Brut was all I needed to remember life wasn't so bad because I had a Brut that no one else had and he was all mine. Life doesn't get any better or more simpler than that.