I often begin my day writing about what I am thankful for, but this time of year I like to put that gratitude out into the universe. However, this time I’m going to take a page from one of my favorite local columnists, John Roach, who writes for Madison Magazine. Recently he wrote about what he is NOT thankful for, and I laughed so hard reading it I was inspired to create a dog lover’s version.
WHAT I’M NOT THANKFUL FOR:
I’m not thankful for the moment when I hear that distinctive gagging sound and look up to see my dog hunched up like a Halloween cat about to regurgitate last night’s dinner onto the bedspread.
I’m not thankful for the white hairs all over the black pants that I put on before going out to dinner which only need five seconds to gather dog hairs like a black hole sucking up a space ship in a bad Sci Fi movie.
I’m not thankful for the realization that, in spite of over 25 years of experience, I still said “Wait” three times in a row to rocket–propelled Willie, rather than saying it just once. (As I advise in all my writing about basic dog training. Ahem.)
I’m not thankful for the camera refusing to record (low battery, memory card full, forgot to take off lens cap–circle one) when THE behavior of the year is occurring directly in front of me and yes, I missed it. Again.
That said, there is so very, very much I have to be thankful for. Here’s just a little bit of it:
I’m thankful for you, for helping to create this international inquiry into dog behavior and our relationship with one of the world’s most interesting species. I’ve had several “outsiders” email me privately to praise the large number of articulate and informed blog readers who add to the post with their thoughtful comments. Lucky me. Last time I checked, there were about 45,000 of you. Wow.
I’m thankful for living in a place about which Frank Llyod Wright said: “Nothing picks you up in its arms and so gently, almost lovingly, cradles you as do these southwestern Wisconsin hills.”
I’m thankful for Willie’s expressive eyes, Maggie’s silly ears and the sweetness of Tootsie’s face.
I’m thankful for being surrounded by an amazing community of friends and neighbors, including our dear friends B & F who live lightly on the earth, and dry their laundry in the breeze instead of a clothes dryer. Even in winter. Really.
I’m thankful for leaders who had the wisdom to preserve vast tracts of land, like national parks and preserves, and thankful for those who are fighting right now to preserve our environment, with the understanding that everyone needs clean air, clean water and a healthy ecosystem.
I’m thankful for the diversity of the people in the United States of America, in the belief that it makes us stronger and better in so very many ways.
There’s so much more, but I’ll end with my deeply-felt, eye-filling, heart-swelling love of dogs, and my gratitude that some miracle has occurred that allows us to have our lives expanded and enriched by one of nature’s most miraculous relationships.
What about you? I plan to spend no small amount of time this week, cuddled on the couch with my laptop, a cup of tea and several dogs, reading about what YOU are thankful for. And don’t hesitate to add what you are NOT thankful for! (Note: All “Not thankful” comments will be sent through a ‘funny filter,” the funnier the better.)
MEANWHILE, back on the farm: We are being welcomed to the day by gorgeous sunrises on an almost daily basis. Here’s one from last week:
Here’s to a wonderful week for all of you.