The weather was really bad the other day when dad went to work and I wanted to check the weather to make sure he didn’t have to deal with anything too bad. If he doesn’t want me to hack into his computer, he really should stop using my name in his password. Duh! Anyway, I came across this picture on weather.com. The gentleman in the photo had just found his dog buried alive under rubble after one of the major tornados that have plagued the country in the past year. One look at his face ‘bout says it all doesn’t it? The image is almost haunting as you can feel the broad array of emotions he is experiencing. I know that if that had happened to me, dad wouldn’t rest ‘til he found me.
So what is it behind this great love between man and dog and the other way ‘round? Nobody really seems to know. It exists nowhere else in nature. Think about it for a minute, a mama dog wouldn’t expend half the energy looking for her lost puppies as did this gentleman looking for his faithful companion. On the other side of the coin, you have your stories such as Greyfriars Bobby that typify the devotion that dogs have for their humans. Whatever it is, it’s a wondrous thing and I’d hate to go my whole life without ever experiencing it as much as I pity the human who exists without the benefit of a faithful dog.
If you happen to be up for some light reading, there are a couple of wonderful books by W. Bruce Cameron called: A Dog's Purpose and A Dog's Journey that explore this relationship with a whimsical yet thoughtful style and even delve somewhat into the notion of a doggy soul-mate. They’re a great read. You’ll laugh. You’ll cry and you’ll find yourself hurrying through the sad parts knowing that you’ll be laughing again in no time.
I’ll holler at ya later, I’ve gotta go make my rounds now and you probably need to go hug your dog just in case a tornado comes through.
