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Stranger Danger October 5, 2014

I’ve never been sure whether to take it as a compliment or a criticism. I’ve heard mom say it a bunch when she’s trying to wrangle me in at the end of a visit to the dog park. I’ve heard her say it when we’re walking around the neighborhood. And, I’m not too proud to say, I’ve heard her say it when I’ve run away. I’m a fickle dog. I’d go home with anyone.

Truth be told, I’ve always thought she was right. Call it a self-fulfilling prophecy, but I fear it has become one of those things that may or may not have been true that I have come to believe as truth because of how many times I’ve heard it.

That all changed today. I was on the floor with dear baby Carter. We were playing around with his big huge box my beloved people recently crafted into a discover fort. There are circles and triangles and squares and he loves it so much when he sees me through one of the “windows” even though I think he’s pretty silly since I’ve obviously been there all along. Deep thinking Wiles

But today as I enjoyed play time with him, I thought about him meeting strangers. And I didn’t like it. I didn’t like the idea of him going home with another doggie at the dog park. I didn’t like the thought of him living in some other forever home in my neighborhood. And I certainly don’t like thinking about what would happen to him (let alone my people) if he ever ran away.

So I guess you could say the tables have turned. I used to think maybe I could go home with anyone, just like mom always said. I never was sure whether to think of it as a compliment or a criticism. And I certainly love many, just as I always say I do. But while I may have thought all of these things were possible from myself, I learned an important lesson from Carter today. I find that’s been happening lately. Whether I like it or not, this little person who screeches and pulls my fur and says “doggie” now has started teaching me things. Who would have thought.

I learned to more carefully live the philosophy I’ve proclaimed as mine. Love many, trust few, always paddle your own canoe. Unless it’s with my forever family. I’d paddle them to wherever they want to go. Because there are things that make us uniquely us. There is a language that is uniquely ours. And I wouldn’t trade that for anything.



4 Responses to “Stranger Danger”

  1. Lyn Says:

    I think you would probably last five minutes if you ever followed someone home. I think your doggie instincts would say “YIKES! this isn’t my home…I want my real forever family.” and you’d take off like a rocket. As for Carter being in another home or running away, that’s enough to chill a pup or a parent to the bone. I remember when my daughter was three and she said, “I’m going shopping wiff Gwanma.” So, I said, “Okay darling.” Thinking she was just playing a game. When I couldn’t find her ten minutes later after I’d finished feeding her baby brother, I freaked out. The police were informed and then I drove around the nearby streets. My neighbour found her half an hour later. She’d crossed a busy main street and was heading for town. My goodness! talk about scary and gaining some extra grey hairs 😮
    But we survived and it’s actually her 45th birthday tomorrow 🙂

  2. kiwiskan Says:

    Our staffies have always loved people, but when the chips were down they stood between me and danger…

  3. Go figure! I also didn’t realize that Carter would teach you things. I always imagined you teaching him all your wisdom! He taught you a good thing though. No running away!

    Love and licks,

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