I
guess I am a slow learner. Some people claim to have learned everything they
know in kindergarten. Here I am, 50+ years old, still learning important stuff…especially
when it comes to writing. What’s even more distressing, I’m learning from my
dogs. I know you don’t believe me. I can hardly believe it myself. But consider
the following lessons and see if you don’t agree.
There
is nothing more important than chewing a rawhide bone. When Tiller is
given a Himalayan Dog Chew, he flops down wherever he happens to be and begins
chewing. The neighbors’ dogs may set up the midnight bark, timer may go off
signaling time for dinner, the roof may blow off the house in a hurricane, but
nothing will stop him from chewing on that yak-milk bone until the last tasty
morsel has been gnawed to a mushy tidbit too small for a mouse.
