My dog most certainly is god spelled backward.
He is sublimely present.
No fatigue.
He loves.
He licks.
He chases and wags.
Eats, shits, leaps like a dolphin for his Frisbee.
Sleeps and guards.
Snorts in his sleep and awake,
begs for orts of cheese, smackerels of beef crumb.
A belly rub, an ear massage.
~ Melissa Pritchard, Decomposing Articles of Faith. A Solemn Pleasure: To Imagine, Witness, And Write (The Art of the Essay)
Notes:
- Photo of our Zeke. Thank you Susan.
- Related Posts: Melissa Pritchard
High five dog lover! I loved reading it. . My dogs are my lifeline too. . Happy to connect ❤ Do check out my writings too, will appreciate your reviews 😇
Hi there! Thanks. Will do.
I love the optimism and effervescent joy of my two. Never a bad day, and each tour of the yard or walk down the street a revelation. Much to learn from these precious companions…
So true Lori.
A best friend for sure.
Yes, for sure.
he understands what life is all about. the simple basics and some love.
Yes.
Yep, that describes my dog, too.
Ours to a T.
If they only knew how much they give!
Did you hear about the two dyslexic theologians who stayed up all night arguing the existence of dog? 😀
Ha! I hadn’t.
Complete unconditional love
You gotta love em 🙂
What’s not to love? I adore both of mine.
I’ll trade ya dogs —