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No matter how old I get, how many gray hairs have popped up overnight, or even how long it’s been since I have shaved, two things are for sure: 1) my wife is going to notice, and 2) my other red-headed girlfriend (the one with 4 legs) won’t give a hoot. Yes, it is true- I am in love with a second female and have been ever since I married the first. There, I’ve said it… now you’re in on my dirty little secret: I’ve got a threesome going all right. Okay…we‘re talking about a wife and a dog.
I could not envision my life without the companionship of my furry little redhead. (Not taking the bait: No comments on my other partner.) My love for animals has run deep from childhood into these golden oldie years. I can’t imagine a world without animals – they provide us with a meditative joy and truly authentic expression of gratitude and love. Simply stated: animals make us happy.
I read someplace that cats don’t have owners; they have staff. But when it comes to our canine companions the love between a person and his dog is unconditional. Haven’t you wondered just what thoughts are spinning behind those baby brown eyes? You know why you love your dog. There’s a myriad of reasons. Have you ever tried to look at yourself through their eyes? All dog people know this compassion towards humans is multi-dimensional. But just for now, take a moment and try to imagine why your dog loves you so much. I will bet you know — it’s because you make them happy.
Recently I challenged myself: “If I was Cali (my golden retriever), could you help me to understand why you love me so?’ Sure enough, and with a little imagination and a tongue in cheek, here’s what I believe Cali would say:
-Because he always has treats and then some.
-Because he puts ice into my water bowl on hot days.
-Because he knows the exact spot to tickle me to make my back leg go crazy.
-Because we don’t get mad “at each other” for shedding on the floor.
-Because he doesn’t yell at me when I misbehave. He just gives me “that” look.
-Because he always has treats.
-Because he closes the curtains and pats me until the thunder goes away.
-Because when we play tug of war, he sometimes lets me win.
-Because we just stare into each other’s eyes and then he kisses me on the nose.
-Because I don’t judge if he can’t throw the stick as far as he used to.
-Because it’s okay if I have an ‘accident’ – nobody is perfect.
-Because he always has treats.
-Because he always lets me go out the door first.
-Because when I’ve really got to go, he knows.
-Because he lets me up on the couch to snuggle with him (sometimes).
-Because I know to bark real loud when that bell rings.
-Because I know he’s showing off to his friends when he keeps playing “give me the paw” or “how about a high five.” And I always play along.
-Because he won’t let me hang my head outside the car window…even though I really want to!
-Because once a month he sends me to the spa and I arrive back home simply adorable.
-Because no matter how far he throws that yellow ball, he knows I’ll always bring it back and drop it at his feet.
-Because I look him in the eye like I actually understand what string theory is.
-Because we never run out of food.
-Because he always has treats.
-Because he never gets jealous when other people pet me.
-Because when I fell in the pool, he pulled me out, dried me off and gave me a great big hug.
-Because he clips my nails. It’s just so inefficient when I do it myself with my teeth.
-Because I still love him even though he looks ridiculous without fur.
-Because when we go for a walk and I see that large mean dog, he always guides me over to the other side of the street where I am safe.
-Because the best place in the world is in his lap, and…
-Because he always has treats.
*Steven Ziplow, writer & producer, lives with his wife in Charleston, South Carolina. He enjoys both sides of his “blended family.” As a footnote, he totally loves the idea of aging and pokes fun at it in his writings. His hobbies include acting, tennis, and replacing non-functioning parts of his body with titanium.
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