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Most days I don't think about it, at all. Most days I just adore this ridiculous being that I need to take out for walkies. Most days I'm focused more on if she ate, and remembering to refill her water bowl, and trying to decide if I should vacuum up the tumbleweeds that are her hair covering my living room carpet (and couches, and clothes, and pillows, and bedspread, and in my shoes, and heck, even on tables --- because her hair can float when the fan is on).

But sometimes I look over and marvel that humans figured out how to live with fuzzy beings. I look over at her fuzzy face and realize we communicate all the time but we don't talk. That I've lived with this other entity for 6 years - structured my days around her, adapted to her, modified my own behaviors while I was trying to modify hers - without knowing what goes on in her brain. I mean, not really. Sure we communicate in gesture and look and body language... but it's two beings speaking two different languages. And I'm sure there are many things that simply don't translate.

When I hang out with my friends who are afraid of dogs, I'm actually reminded again that my puppy can seem terribly threatening. Her bark is pretty fierce. She actually does snap bones when she's given them, so her jaw is incredibly strong. She's fast too. Whip fast (when she wants to be). And still I'm not scared by her at all and I never have been. Ever. I put my head right down next to hers and play with her.

And so sometimes I'm made aware that those of us that have fuzzy friends who live with us, well, it's a kind of miracle. It's a miracle that my dog is excited when I'm excited (most of the time), and is happy to see me when I come home and sad that I leave. It's a miracle that she can tell me that she's hungry, and thirsty, and bored. It's amazing that we trust these creatures to cuddle with (and doubly amazing that they want to cuddle with us). It speaks to something amazing not just about human experience, but about lived mammal experience, has to do with love. I love her. So completely and utterly and totally and it makes my heart feel full. Even when I'm cleaning up her poo, or trying to get her to be quiet, or cleaning up after the aforementioned hair, I love her. But still. Pretty weird that can happen, isn't it?

Date: 2014-09-12 11:21 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] wesleysgirl
This is beautiful! We have cats and I feel the same way, although, like you, I don't often think about it in much detail.

Date: 2014-09-12 11:46 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] littleotter73
She's beautiful! And I know exactly what you mean.

I have two beagles (they are my second brace of beagles). I spend a lot of time with them throughout the day and if I sit and think about it, I communicate with them... A LOT. Sometimes I speak to them in English, sometimes in German, and then of course, there are those times when we just give each other looks or we are touching in some way. I know they understand at least half of what I say in English (German they just look at me quizzically).

And they are weird... but then again, so are my sons. They both have very different personalities and yet, they are both 100% beagle. Life would be very lonely without them. Even if I am in my office and just one of them is hanging out and napping on the couch across from my desk, I feel calmer. They have such a soothing presence. And yeah, they can be super annoying at times too, but they make up for all of that by just being there. I adore them.

Date: 2014-09-17 12:55 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] bluemeridian
I've had this tab open for days now, but all I can think to say is: Dogs are amazing, no lie, and their companionship even more so. <3

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