As you know by now, I love our morning walks to the beach. Love the sand, smells, and sounds. I get belly rubs from humans. And most days I get to meet up with one of my buds, Baby and her person, Bob.
We sniff, jump and bump each other. Nothing rough and never any woofing. The only time I’ve heard Baby woof is when she can see me coming up the street. Kind of like a greeting of “I can’t wait ‘til you get here.”
Once we say our hellos, Bob always rubs down my haunches. Feels soooo good. Then Baby and I sit and look at Steve’s left hand—his biscuit-delivery hand. We get a snack and then wag our tails. We rub on each other and always look to see if Steve has an additional biscuit he may have for us. (He always does.) And then we say our goodbyes and go our happy way.
I hear humans talk of friends. As I understand it, friends stand by others no matter what. No woofing and no biting. Acceptance and remembrance. Like Baby and me. Even though she is a bit bigger and looks different than me that does not matter. Each time we meet and greet seems to build good will. And we remember that the next time we doggie handshake with one another.
Thanks for coming back to my blog. You make me happier than biscuits!
My book, Roxie Looks for Purpose Beyond the Biscuit, is still available. I share stories and lessons about friends, family, and fun. And I speak about purpose as well. (Steve says for dogs we might just want to call it “furpose.” He makes words up, I think.) Perhaps the book holds a biscuit or two for you!
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