I
think we should live life like a puppy. Seriously everything from a
puppies perspective is fantastic. Have you ever seen anything else
that is just so happy with everything that it comes across?

When
you walk in a room it looks at you and thinks whilst instantly
bounding around:

“OH
MY GOD IT’S YOU! I LOVE YOU, YOU ARE GREAT. I HAVEN’T SEEN YOU IN
LIKE TEN SECONDS! WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN DOING? WHERE YA BEEN? OH MY GOD
THIS IS GREAT!!!!! I LOVE YOU, I TOLD YOU THAT RIGHT? I CANT
REMEMBER TELLING YOU THAT BUT INCASE I DIDN’T I WILL TELL YOU AGAIN
ANYWAY…I LOVE YOU! I LOVE MORE THAN ANYTHING ELSE IN THE WHOLE
WIDE WORLD. I LOVE YOU MORE THAN MY CHEWS, MY TOYS AND MY BED. MAYBE
NOT AS MUCH AS WHEN YOU PICK ME AND SCRATCH MY EARS BUT THATS YOU ISNT IT?
SO I SUPPOSE I DO LOVE YOU MORE THAN EVEN THAT!!!

THIS
IS GREAT YOU ARE BACK AND LOOKING DOWN AT ME!! I AM JUST SOOO HAPPY
I HAVE TO BOUNCE AROUND IN CIRCLES AND JUMP ABOUT BECAUSE I JUST CANT
CONTAIN THE EXCITEMENT! OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU!!!

DID
YOU SEE MY TOYS OVER HERE ARE THEY NOT THE BEST THINGS YOU HAVE EVER
SEEN? LOOK LOOK HEY LOOK. WHY ARE YOU NOT LOOKING FOR THE HUNDRETH
TIME AT THESE? OK OK YOU DONT WANT TO COME A=OVER AND LOOK AT THEM IN
MY BED BUT THAT’S OK BECAUSE I WILL HAIR ARSE BETWEEN YOU AND MY BED
OVER TEH NEXT FIVE SECONDS AND BRING EACH AND EVERYONE TO YOU WHILST
SIMULTAENEOUSLY SCATTERING THEM AROUND THE HOUSE FLOOR FOR YOU TO
STAND ON LATER THEN YOU WILL SEE HOW HOW GREAT THEY ARE! YOU KNOW I
AM THE BEST BABY YOU HAVE EVER HAD. DID I TELL YOU I LOVE YOU?”

Can
you imagine have that simplicity in life? Everything you see and
come across is a new wonderful discovery. The only things you want
to achieve happiness is a bed, a full belly and someone to pay you
some attention every now and then. You don’t even care where you go
to the toilet. Garden, driveway, living room doorway…there’s no
preference!

My
puppy broke her leg last week jumping off of the sofa and landing
badly. She has been through two vets, two lots of sedation and a
major operation. You would think in the grand scheme of things this
would slow her down and make her a little miffed with life but no. It
has not tarnished her puppy delight of existence in fact she is a bit
miffed with me trying to keep her calm and not bouncing off of the
walls so her leg heals and doesn’t break again. She seems quite
content in trying to give me a nervous breakdown.

When
I collected her from the ridiculously expensive vet specialist
hospital part of the debrief from her operation by a young intern vet
was as follows:

“The
operation went very well. Lots of technical terms over five minutes
to justify the three thousand pound bill to the insurance company. So
the post op care is as follows Mr Smith. Use this medication every
morning with food for five days. Three weeks strict cage rest with
six or so trips outside on the lead to toilet Clara.”

“Sorry?
I will stop you there. Did you say to cage Clara for three weeks?”

“Yes
Mr Smith. Three weeks strict cage rest before she comes back for
further x-rays”

“I
presume you have met a puppy that’s not sedated before.” I said.

“Sorry
Mr Smith?” he replied.

“I
presume, being a vet, you have met a puppy that is not under sedation
before?”

“Of
course I have Mr Smith”

“Have
you ever managed to cage rest one for three weeks?”
“Not
personally, no”

“Didn’t
think so.”

He
looked a bit miffed and confused at this point but then again he only
looked like he was about twelve years old.

So
maybe we should live life like a puppy. It doesn’t matter what
happens, if you get pushed from pillar to post from one disaster to
another. It is what it is is, you are still here and life is still
full of simple wonders. Sorry I going to have to run. Apparently the
floor in front of the cooker looks like a great place to take a
dump…and why not eh, have you ever done it there?