Black Dog Sunday

Lest you think that our Black Dog was always a goofy and easily-contained dog, check out his focus as a younger dog. He was in a "stay", waiting for me to call him. When I said the word, he'd run to me like a freight train, stopping for nothing in his path. I adored his intensity.

He had that same intensity for almost everything including eating a meal, getting a frozen kong, his "Manners Minder", greeting a friend either human or canine, going swimming, running through the flowers, trying to dig up a rodent, and playing in the snow. To the very end, he did nothing half-heartedly.

I wish that I could be more like him - finding joyful focus in everything. Happy Black Dog Sunday!