Wednesday, August 20, 2014

its all going to the dogs, thank god for that

good Morning Relatives

we are sliding into fall without really ever stopping at summer here in Pipestone  or so it seems

its a cool rainy day today  

I watched an excellent movie last night  by the way its great to check movies out from the library  it must be a small town thing but our library has access to so much and it is free  or rather tax dollars doing excellent work  the movie was "Barney's Version" with Sam Giamatti and Rosamund Pike  excellent film

much better resource management than buying for me and then having

I finally had a garage sale and got rid of much then donated much to the local thrift store  and am still selling things I don't need  any longer  its funny how my mind has evolved and the need to have or own lessened  I see that as a sign of progress rather than what it could possibly be which is a sign of declining but ok with it income and less energy than previously

either way I am good with it

I got to spend a goodly part of last weekend with some aussie folks   not folks from down under but people who dedicate a significant part of their income lives and interests and emotional investment in to Austrailian shepherd dogs   training dogs for agility, herding, conformation and obedience  they had a trails  and I watched dogs and owners attempt and succeed at herding ducks, sheep and cows  it was something, then I watched these working dogs show in conformation and obedience  which was an amazing thing to see how full of trust dogs are   I watched dogs look at their person and their people and even rent a holder people like me with loyalty and affection that could not be swayed

it had been ages since if ever I have been amongst a group of beings that had so much trust and affection so evident between them  and such willingness to please  not out of fear, or greed, or manipulation or thought of gain just simply out of because it makes me happy to make you happy

it was an excellent trade between hearts and minds
Wicket 

I have owned an austrailian shepherd dog one or two and now three since my first year in veterinary school   I have had the privilege of being a companion of dogs  visited with them cared for them made mistakes with them and eventually now that I am older and capable of a different deeper perspective understood them in a new way over and over again since I was a little girl

as a veterinarian I had the privilege of meeting, working on and enjoying many many dogs but I have to say I am an aussie girl all the way     they are extraordinary these dogs

they are kind unfailingly   they are loyal to the death and beyond  they are soft and in need of gentle guidance yet they are tough as nails and withstand horrific abuse either at the hands of an ignorant owner/trainer or idiots who are evil,  or trauma of surprises accidents or unexpected standing in the way of harm for their person or people  and they will come back willing to try again  my dogs have never been crabby with me even though there have been days when i have been crabby with them  and with life in general   it's amazing really to think that love and relationship really can survive life and what we don't know yet and may never understand or fail to translate well if at all

my heart has stayed in the game relatives because of these dogs   last week I saw a second neurologist in physical medicine and rehab about my left shoulder and after reviewing from the beginning all the trauma I have been through in the past two years he had a shocked look on his face as he said to me Dr Brown, this is like watching a horror movie and you are starring in it.  he could not believe that I survived and am still pleasant and trying my best to go at life one more time  he was amazed I got off the floor when I fell and was crushed  or that I did not descend into drug addled pain free life when my immune system finally said "enough!" and had a systemic reaction to more trauma and set off a persistent neuritis in my left upper quadrant

why did I get up?  because of my dogs   why do I return again and again to love, and kindness and humor and joy  because of my dogs  because one look at that trusting happy face (s) looking back at me and I know that I am not alone, I am simply and unreservedly loved deeply and with every fiber of their four-legged bodies    not bad eh relatives     not bad at all

now before you go off and get an aussie from your local ad or breeder or rescue  know that they are dogs that demand excellence from their owners  they demand that you have discernment  that you be an alpha person and that you be firm without being cruel or heavy handed  friendly without being crazy dangerous and fair always    they work cattle by the simple idea of "ok, did that now what's next?"  which is a good way to handle correction, adversity, windfalls, mistakes, and the now moment   hmm perhaps buddhists come back as aussies?  for me being an aussie owner is like being a normal person who is willing to pay attention, learn from my mistakes, seek out and enjoy life with a companion and get up when i fall down  and a hand reaching out to steady or reorient comfort or partner up to see what can be accomplished together yet be totally thrilled with individual majesty  kind of like I thought humans were supposed to be about each other

they are also not dogs to just have and put on a shelf  they are working dogs that are quite satisfied to have that work mean they pick up and hand you your jeans and t-shirt off the floor every morning like my dog marshall does for me  they just want to be an active part of their persons life   and they are worth it  they are amazing whole enchilada companions
Marshall ready to hand over pants and T

so I've decided to let my life go to the dogs  why because I know that they will solidly and without any accruing debt on my part karmic or otherwise love me through my own learning curve in what remains of my amazing life

my therapist asked me when was the last time I felt emotional attachment to a human being and immediately tears came to my eyes as I recalled my sister dying and my dad driving me away from the family for the last time before they succeeded in killing me and landing themselves in jail   its been a long long time since I trusted people with my heart  way long since I had a girlfriend  and my doc says I am primarily task oriented but we think I am beginning to have the impetus to learn to balance that tasking with emotion  which means healing  and watching these dogs and their companions I see a balance between work and love

 I think my dogs will help me learn to rebalance and heal that part of me  and someday  I will find that I am willing to risk emotional loss for gain with a person  that would be nice

best to you this fine rainy day relatives

mary


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