Unconditional love. From the ground up, this is certainly us four-legged friends understand and practice on a daily basis. But that doesn’t mean I always make easy sense of the things my people do for love. Sometimes it makes sense to me. Other times it doesn’t.
Let me preface this by saying that (of course) the needs and what is best for my forever people always comes first to me. They are my life. So when they put something on hold to help others, I will admit I have a tendency to get a bit defensive. (Some might say overprotective).
It happened again today, when mom went to some sort of gathering with dear baby Carter for a few hours this afternoon. She hasn’t been feeling well all week. She didn’t sleep well last night. Carter was crabby because he hadn’t gotten enough nap time in. It was not a good day to venture out to such a gathering. But alas, that did not stop her from making the journey to wherever anyway.
Because she cares. Because she loves the person throwing the party, and wanted to show it. Because it was the right thing to do.
It wasn’t without its own set of consequences, either. Mom isn’t feeling well tonight and Carter was incredibly unlike his usual happy-go-lucky self throughout the remainder of the day and evening.
But as darkness falls on our home tonight, I can say with honesty that I learned something about the unconditional love of people. From the ground up, it’s instinctual to us canines. We feel it in our bones. For people, I don’t think its that easy. Choices need to be made to show their love sometimes, and they’re not always convenient. But they are always worth it.
“The only way to have a friend is to be one,” suggested one of my favorite transcendentalist thinkers Ralph Waldo Emerson. I do get a little defensive when I see my forever people put their own better judgment aside occasionally in the name of helping a friend. I think I’ve had it all wrong. Being a friend is what I do. How can I fault them for doing the same?