Everything I know I learned from my dog

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motel just a block from the fishing harbor

Flag of United States  , California
Monday, January 17, 2011

Chance is curled up on his blanket on the floor as I write this, a picture of innocence and sweetness, his soft golden coat glowing in the lamplight, his breathing relaxed and even.  He is the perfect  traveling companion; ever patient, taking whatever comes with complete trust that all will work out for the best.  He has adapted well to the traveling life, better than me in fact.  The things that push my buttons and stress me out don't phase him:  taking wrong turns and getting lost, breaking things you should have handled more carefully, misplacing stuff, rushing to get to the next campground after dawldling the morning away and getting on the road late, running low on gas and sweating bullets all the way to the next gas station, ext, ext. 
     No, Chance takes it all in his good-natured stride.   He intermittently comes up from the back of the SUV to lick our faces as we drive, just to let us know he loves us and is happy to be with us.  His needs are simple; food, exercise, human companionship and love.  And what he gives back is steady, unconditional love and devotion. 
     Would that I was more like my dog, a blamless, playful, happy loving machine not some but all of the time.  Chance mirrors our best and worst attributes.  The love and attention we give him he lavishes back on us.  When we argue in front of him he freezes up and cowers.  One look at him and I know how awful I am behaving and that I must stop it. 
    When we first got Chance, (I brought him home swaddled in my flannel shirt), he was just seven weeks old.  But he quickly developed very sharp teeth, gnawing on everything he could get his mouth on, including our best shoes.  There was a while in the beginning, before doggie school, when we thought perhaps we had made a mistake taking on a pet that seemed so willful, wild and unmanageable.  But our neighbor told us that we should keep him.  "Dogs can teach you things you might not learn otherwise," he said.  Thank you Bill.  Every day we learn more just how true your comment was.    
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Ellie on

I forgot about the shoes!

How beautifully he has matured, setting the mark for all those around him, it seems. Thanks, Marty for another picture of Chance, the "Wonder Dog" to me.

Martina on

Great pics of Chancey-Wylie misses him and we miss you all-will be seeing you pretty soon!

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