Charlie. Milkbones. Home. A list of randomness to some, a daily happiness trinity to me.
It reminds me a bit of a bit I saw on “Sesame Street” many moons ago. I think I caught a couple episodes during my stint at my first adoptive home. The part I remember most is a song “one of these things is not like the other, one of these things just doesn’t belong.” I took the song at face value given my puppyhood at the time, but now I better understand the greater psychological implications of a the concept. One of these things doesn’t belong.
That was the story of me at the time. I know I didn’t belong on the streets. I didn’t belong at the humane society. I didn’t belong at my first adoptive home (with the people who adopted me and took me back to the humane society two weeks later). I’ve known it all along, but that didn’t necessarily make things easier. What did was changing my thought process to find a way to make myself belong, regardless of my surroundings. By using the tools I’d been blessed with at puppy birth, I was able to find my way to happiness even when the road was long and tough.
The secret equation that led me to where I am today? Finding three blessings to be thankful for on a daily basis, no matter how small. I find joy in all sorts of unusual places, and in doing so, I’m not like the others but at least I belong.
Today I met a dog named Charlie at the dog park. He is a five-month-old golden retriever, who reminded me a bit of my pals named Rusty. He was so full of life, and his playfulness was contagious. He had a personality that made you happy just because he was so happy. When I got home from the dog park, mom gave me two Milkbones (the joy involved is probably pretty self-explanatory on this one).
Then there’s that place called home. After all those places I didn’t belong, I now have a place called home. My happiness trinity is complete.
Happy and love on you!
Trompie!!!! So good to see you old pal! Lots of love to you!
Yeah not that good this side. My mum didn’t get her pension for the second month now. Sad but I don’t know what will happen ( she is using her savings which isn’t good at all)
Oh no! That is not good news at all. Please let you mum know she is in the thoughts and prayers of my mom. Thinking of you, friend!
Typists wishes she was more like you! You are so positive and lovely!
Aw, dear friend, will you give typist a big ole hug for me? 🙂
Just making sure you followed through with your promise. 😉
I did, and then I let her give me a head rub!!
To be happy can sometimes be so EASY :o)
Thank goodness for that! 🙂
I’m so happy you are happy! Woooowoooooooo! Ku
Me too!!! And so the circle begins again! 🙂
Oh, Wiley, I give thanks every day for you, my four-footed friend. HuntMode & Elby