Walking the Dog(s)

If you spend enough time with anyone, you can learn lot about them.  The same is true with your pets.  As you already know, I have been spending a lot of time with my dogs.  Because of the COVID-19 epidemic, I spend most of my time with my dogs these days. 

Yes, my family and I are sheltered in place.  But my son, while a full-time college student, is also an essential employee with his job at the local hardware store.  So he goes to work and he has been working a lot. When he is not at work, he is doing his on-line class work since the schools are effectively closed down for the year. 

My husband and I are both working remotely.  He is a teacher and I am an advancement professional.  While we see each other throughout the day, we are typically involved with work or other projects.  We are not spending all day, everyday together.  But the dogs and I are together – almost the entire day.  I am learning more about them, their personalities, their moods, their likes and dislikes, their schedule, etc. 

We go for daily walks.  In fact, we typically take our “lunch” hour going for our afternoon walk.  Eve and Charlie get the first walk.  It is normally a little bit longer because they both enjoy the walk and can handle it.  We typically do about 2.5 miles.  Ruby and Bailey get the second walk.  This one is a bit shorter because Ruby does not appreciate the vigorous walk that counterparts do, and well, Bailey is still very much a puppy at 4 months old.  Their walk is approximately 1.5 miles.  Lately, I have started taking Bailey and Charlie on an evening walk after dinner.  They are the youngest and seem to have the most energy, so I think that evening walk has been beneficial for both of them.

Resting after their walks

I am learning quite a bit about my dogs during these walks. The way they react to the prospect of the walk, their demeanor while walking, their attention to their surroundings, the pace of the walk, etc. 

Eve, our oldest dog at 6 ½ years, loves her walks.  We affectionately call her “Go Dog” because she simply will not stop.  As soon as I get her collar and leash, she gets excited.  And when I say excited, think puppy excited, to the point that she will sometimes bark, giving me a WooWooWoo.  She is a bit of spaz about it.  She prefers a quicker pace and would walk until she drops.  However, she is easily distracted by other dogs she encounters on our walks and regaining her attention can be a challenge.

Ruby, our second oldest dog is 3 ½ years old.  I truly believe she only goes on walks because she is afraid she might be missing out on something.  Therefore, we call her “Me Too”.  She is not really all that excited about the prospect of the walk.  She prefers that the walks be shorter, and she really just can’t wait to get back home so she can lie in sun or look out the window.  Ruby’s pace is all over the place from a very slow gait at the beginning of our walk, to a faster pace as we approach the end.  I swear she knows it’s almost over and just wants to be done with all of it. She is strong-willed yet easily distracted especially by noises and other dogs.  She will let you know where she wants to go, which is usually home.

Bailey, our nearly 4 month old puppy, is still learning the finer points of the walk.  While she loves the walk, I think she loves the exploring (her name at the rescue was Dora – The Explorer for good reason), she was not initially fond of having to get her collar on.  But now she handles that like a champ.  She prances when we walk and sometimes takes to little running bursts.  That must be the exuberance of her youth.  But being a puppy, she is easily distracted by sounds, sights, smells, basically everything.  She tries to stop frequently to smell something or look at something but is soon pulled along by her canine sibling.

Charlie, our 7 month old, is our only male dog.  He loves his walks.  My husband even says he walks best on the leash and that’s saying something.  You see, Charlie is truly my dog which you would know if you read my blog Love at First Sight. I think all the boys in my house might be a little jealous of Charlie.  But Charlie’s whole focus is the walk.  That is all he wants.  He is great about getting his collar on and waits patiently for me hook on the leash.  He is not much concerned with other dogs he might encounter, he couldn’t careless about people, and while he is constantly sniffing the air, he never stops once to investigate a scent.  He just walks at the perfect pace, right next to me and looks up lovingly at me, like each moment of that walk is the best moment of his life. 

Yes, I was reflecting on all of this while I was walking the dogs today, when Eve, Charlie and I snuck out in between rain showers and when Ruby, Bailey and I got caught in a spring shower on the way home.  I truly believe each dog gets something different out of the walk because of the way they approach it, enter into it and experience it.

As I was walking Charlie and Bailey this evening, I realized that our prayer life and our relationship with God is the same.  We each experience something different in our prayer lives and from our relationship with God based on how we approach it, how we enter into it, and how we experience it.  And it can be different every single day. 

If I enter into prayer preoccupied with or worried about other things, my relationship with God suffers.  Much like Eve’s walk suffers when she encounters and becomes anxious about other dogs, her walk is not as fulfilling because she is preoccupied by that dog.  If I feel hurried or rushed during prayer, just trying to get through it; again, I suffer because I am not getting the most out of that time with God.  Like Ruby rushing to get through the walk just to get home.  She is missing out on the joy of the actual walk just like I am missing out on the joy of spending time with God.  If I am distracted by things that I need to do, errands that I need to run or chores that I need handle, then my prayer life suffers.  Like Bailey, who although young, is missing out on the joy of the walk because of all of the distractions around her, vying for her attention that she just can’t seem to block out.  But when we enter into prayer with focus, with our relationship with God at the center, we can get the most out of that time.  Like Charlie, who is not concerned with everything else going on around him; whose only focus is that walk.  He is getting the most out of each and every step.

So today, let us not worry or be preoccupied with other thoughts, let us not rush or be hurried, let us not be distracted.  Today let us turn our entire focus on God, for just ten minutes, and see how much more we get out of that time of prayer and our relationship with God.  Please pray for me and I will continue to pray for you. 

Unconditional Love

I had to be in Columbus this afternoon, so I didn’t go into the school this morning. I got up and went to mass, came home, made breakfast, did some paperwork and gathered some materials that I needed to take with me. I then took the dogs for a later morning walk, returned home and packed for my trip.

The dogs must have known that I was leaving, but exactly how they knew I will never know. They would not let me out of their sight. In fact, Eve tried to strong arm her way to a longer walk than normal. There is always a little bit of a power struggle between Ruby and Eve when we walk. Eve loves her daily walks. She is even more excited when we go for our second walk of the day after dinner. Ruby also enjoys the walk, but she would prefer if it was shorter and limited to just one walk a day. But she does insist on going on walk #2 because she is afraid she will miss something.

Eve is affectionately called “Go Dog”, because she will go non-stop until she absolutely drops. Ruby, on the other hand, is a bit lazier. We like to call her “Me Too”, because she doesn’t like to be left out of anything. Which means, she will doing anything Eve does, simply because Eve is doing it.

I was lamenting earlier today via Facebook about these two “shadows” that followed me all around the house. Even before our walk, they were stuck to me like glue. They laid by me while I made breakfast. I even tripped over Ruby twice as she insists on sitting in front of the stove while I cook. They were under foot while I got paperwork ready. Eve actually laid on my feet while I did computer work, while Ruby (and Tux – Ruby’s cat) laid on the rug next to the table. After our walk, they followed me back and forth from the bathroom to the bedroom as I finished getting my clothes and toiletries ready for my trip. Then they followed me downstairs to get my luggage. Eve sat and stared at me as I put my clothing into the bag with this questioning look on her face that said, “You’re not leaving us, are you?” Even though I know she already knew the answer. And when I went to get a shower it was as if it was a call to assemble. I could barely get into the shower because they had secured its perimeter. Maybe they were thinking, “if she can’t shower, she can’t leave.”

Always, no matter what.

As I loaded the car, Eve was sure that she just might be going on this trip with me. We don’t call her “Go Dog” for nothing. She nearly knocked me down on no fewer than four occasions in an effort to get into the vehicle. I finally had to raise my voice and firmly tell her “NO!”. Ruby just looked at me as if to say, “I didn’t do it. I’m taking a nap. All that following you around has worn me out.” And Eve. Poor Eve, she looked so dejected with that “NO!”. And her eyes pleaded with me.

As I stood in the garage looking at both of them and their sad little dog faces as I was preparing to leave, I realized that this was the look of unconditional love and boundless joy. Those two dogs were beyond happy to just be with me this morning. Sure they enjoyed the walk, but that really wasn’t what mattered. They were home with one of their people. It didn’t matter if I was cooking, doing work, packing, or showering. I was with the pack today.

Who else shows that kind of boundless joy, that kind of unconditional love to you – always? My dogs are always happy to see me, even when I yell at them with a stern “NO!”. They always want to be with me. Always, no matter what.

And to whom do we show that boundless joy and unconditional love? I am sure we would all love to say to our spouse and to our children, but I know that boundless joy is not always a part of it. I can definitely say I am not always the most lovable person. And I am sure there are times when my family does not want to be around me. Doesn’t mean they don’t love me, just means that sometimes I am hard to love.

We are human and we fall victim to human emotions, desires, and expectations. As much as we want to love unconditionally, that is not always the easiest thing to do. While we still love our spouse, children, family, we deal with all kinds of other emotions, and we may not always find joy in that love. Because sometimes people (especially me) are hard to love.

But there is someone who loves unconditionally, who rejoices in us, even when we are difficult to love. Even when we think we are unlovable. That’s God. He loves us even when we are hard to love, He rejoices in us even when we can’t rejoice in ourselves.

God is love, the epitome of joy. Sometimes I forget that because I get so caught up in everything else going on in my life. In being angry, or disappointed, or frustrated. I forget to love others because I forget that God loves me, in my brokenness, in my anger, in my disappointments, in my frustration. Always, no matter what. I forget that God is always with me, even when I am angry, disappointed, or frustrated. Even when I don’t feel His presence or think that He is around. God always wants to be with me. Always, no matter what.

So today, let’s try to share boundless joy and love unconditionally. If you are not sure what that looks like, visit an animal shelter, spend some time with a dog, then stop by a church and thank God for rejoicing in you and loving you – unconditionally. Please pray for me and I will continue to pray for you.