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Mind Over Matter July 7, 2013

I won an argument with a fly today. It was buzzing around the house all day driving me crazy with its zigs and zags. The more it buzzed, the more I felt like it was taunting me. You can’t catch me! You can’t catch me! Oh yes I can, Mr. Fly. And (after yet another epic battle of the minds) I did. I caught you and all of your incessant buzzing, Mr. Fly!

It was a very different ending than a similar battle I had about two weeks ago. I lost the argument that day, after what seemed like an eternity of jumping, twisting, chasing and growling. Victory evaded me that day. But not today. Today I trade feelings of defeat for feelings of regret as I now feel like the buzzing continues in my tummy.

Not Feeling My Best

If there is something us canines don’t all fully understand it’s the people practice known as moderation. Our misunderstanding is probably at its worst when we’re puppies and have yet to learn the dos and don’ts of living with people. Do eat your food when it is provided to you. Don’t get so excited about your food that you spill it all over the floor. Do accept treats in reward for tricks. Do not beg for people food at the table. (Or, better yet, do not attempt to jump onto the table to retrieve the people food yourself). You get the idea.

Generally speaking, I don’t struggle with the concept. All good things in moderation. Understood. But I blame my nomadic lifestyle as a puppy for one area I lack control. I ate what I could when I could. There was no picking and choosing, and (when I was living with other street dogs) if you didn’t eat fast you didn’t eat. I know this is different in my forever home, where there is never short supply of dog food, treats, rawhides and various other chew toys. I would prefer this life to my previous time as a puppy nomad any day. Yet my mind always seems to beat my stomach in the ultimate battle royale in self control.

In the meantime, I seriously need to learn my lesson when it comes to eating live things. No matter how small, the pursuit is always more exciting than the finale. It makes me wonder about this mind over matter thing. It’s another one of those people practices that occasionally leaves us canines stupefied. But experience has taught me things that confuse us are often those most important for us to seek to understand. As American evangelist Charles Swindoll suggests, “the secret of living a life of excellence is merely a matter of thinking thoughts of excellence. Really, it’s a matter of programming our minds with the kind of information that will set us free.” I suppose he’s right. I’d much rather have freedom in excellence than win a battle that leaves my tummy feeling funny.

 

27 Responses to “Mind Over Matter”

  1. Kira Says:

    This is a great picture! My dog once tried to eat a roach…there was never a repeat performance of that one. It was quite humorous to see a 110 dog run away from cockroaches! lol

  2. The C-Sweet Says:

    Oh Wiley – I was about to congratulate you on your victory over the annoying Mr. Fly….honestly, God’s creatures and all of that but I can’t deal with flies – they’re gross in every sense of the word….so why on earth did you swallow it? Please promise me you won’t try that again and also a word to the wise – stay away from the bees…My big boxer doggie had an allergic reaction that I’m betting was the result of swallowing a bee – his neck swelled up and it felt like he had a whole orange stuck in there. Luckily some Benadryl straightened him out and luckily boxers have cast iron stomachs….but still……

    • Dear friend! It’s been a while since I’ve seen your paws on my pages! So good to hear from you again. Thank you for your concern about Mr. Fly. It was a victory in the end after all, since I scored an extra dinner out of the deal and today I feel a lot better. Thanks also for your tip on the bees! I hate to think of your poor boxer doggie having that terrible reaction! You must have been so worried for him, but thank goodness he had you to take care of him. Now if only bees wouldn’t make that incessant buzzing sound it would be so much easier to ignore them… 🙂 Come back again soon!
      Lots of love,
      Wiles

  3. huntmode Says:

    Wiley! Ooorrah for catching the fly! Empathy for eating it. Maybe some extra dinner to get the juices flowing and quiet the buzzing that way…? Either way, you’d win. HuntMode

    • Your empathy is greatly appreciated, though I should probably let you know I did, in fact, receive extra dinner last night. So maybe things work as they should after all, getting extra food and all? I suppose you’re right – I still win the argument. Go me! 🙂

  4. How does the song go, “Sometimes you’re the windshield; sometimes you’re the bug!” I think the fly got its revenge, dear Wiley! 😀

  5. Lyn Says:

    Poor Wiley, swallowing a fly. We humans do it accidentally sometimes and it’s such a gross feeling – ugh, yucky, errrrk!
    Oh, I know Chuck Swindoll, he’s an excellent preacher 🙂

    • Ugh, yucky, eerrrk! That is all so true. 🙂 I just discovered the inspiring words of Mr. Swindoll yesterday, so I will have to keep an eye out for more of his inspirational gems. 😉

  6. scrapydo Says:

    Good on you for catching that buzzer it was tempting you way too long! High paws for you! 🙂

  7. seeker Says:

    I should tell my cats about your experience to leave the critters alone. But on the other hand that is their only exercise.

    • Ms. Seeker, it is so nice to see you again. Please let your cats know its nothing against their exercise habits – the critters are just not tasty. Simple as that. 😉

  8. pieterk515 Says:

    Humans envy the skill canines have for catching flies with your mouths…Maybe I should try.

  9. That fly had it coming. You had to do what you had to do, W. I hope your tummy is feeling better. In the 3 years before I found my forever Mom, I was also a scavenger. Even when I was rescued and in a foster care home, big dogs stole my food and bit my head. I vomited a lot when I first came here because of fast eating and not chewing. By trial and error Mom figured out I needed to eat smaller amounts 2 times a day, have my food soaked in water to soften it, and use a slow-feeder bowl. I am much better, but still revert to my scavenger days occasionally (like when I ate a butterfly, once).

    Love and licks,
    Cupcake

    • Dear Cupcake,
      Indeed, my tummy is feeling much better today thank goodness. I really enjoy hearing your stories, though sometimes the content makes me sad. And angry, wishing I could find those big dogs who stole your food and bit your head and give them a piece of my mind! I have a slow-feeder bowl too! And a ball that disperses one or two pieces of food at a time when I roll it around! While frustrating, I know they’re for my own good. Good thing we’ve got our people to take such good care of us. 🙂
      Lots of love,
      Wiles

  10. We always chase Mr. Fly together, you should see our windows after the great “battue” :o)

  11. Reblogged this on Wiley's Wisdom and commented:

    I really hate flies.


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