puppies and pure love

Our neighbors recently brought home a tiny Chihuahua puppy they named Broc. Because of their schedules, Craig and I happily agreed to let him out at lunch every day during the week in an effort to get him housetrained and to let him run off some steam mid-day. It is the joy I get from my hour with Broc every day that inspired this next post.

I have always believed that dogs - and children - are the purest form of joy and unconditional love. They are not jaded by politics, religion, race or opinion. Their tails and whole bodies wiggle with excitement and fervor upon returning home, regardless of the length time spent away. A day spent away at work, a trip to the grocery store or just a trip to the garage to put something away will all be met by a wiggling body that is glad to see you again.

The simple pleasures make for a good life - the daily walk, a tennis ball or favorite squeaky toy, the occassional treat and a soft bed. But most importantly, simply your presence and the touch of your hand. And in return for these things, you receive a constant and loyal companion. How beautifully extravagant. | much love, sara

Little Broc, on one of our afternoon picnic lunches, entertaining me:

My baby, Titan, who brought me so much joy for many years ...

He took my heart and ran with it, and I hope he's running still, fast and strong, a piece of my heart bound up with his forever...

I watch my dogs. They throw themselves into everything they do; even their sleeping is wholehearted. They aren't waiting for a better tomorrow, or looking back at their glory days. Following their example, I'm trying to stick to the present. ~Abigail Thomas