masterwordsmith-unplugged

For the past few months (except when I was off the grid), my husband had been complaining endlessly about my fitness oooops it should be my unfit state. On Wednesday evening, he made me promise to go for a run with him at the park near my house.

By 6.15 this evening, he was already home while I was still on my laptop. Patiently, he waited for me to get off my laptop and into my running shoes. Now when I reached the park, I was quite appalled as there was cow dung all over the place. In some spots, it looked like the poor Miss Moo had diarrhoea if you know what I mean.

While doing my usual brisk walk to warm up, I could not help but notice the many dogs that were there doing their own thing!



WOW! I had a very good excuse NOT to run!!! "Dear, please go ahead first...I'll catch up later.." was my very solid excuse.



And what did I do??? Watch the DOGS (NOT GUYS) go by!!! I could not help but notice a couple of things about those canines that were romping around in a frisky manner as though they did not have a care in the world.

From the way some of them were running here and there, it was obvious to me that dogs would never pass up the opportunity to go for a joy run. I could not help but notice how each of them, in their own special way, would just run with their heads held high as though it was a top of the world experience to allow the novelty of fresh air and the wind blowing in their faces - PURE ECSTASY INDEED.


When their masters had enough and moved towards them, these canine darlings would always run to greet them. I guess when it's in their best interest, they knew they must always practice obedience so that they could come to the park again.

Then there was the usual marking of territory and yelping to let others know when they had invaded their territory. I could imagine wherever they lived, they would, like us, take naps and always stretch before rising.

Gosh! What a life!

My mind wandered and I imagined what my life would be like if I were a dog -run, romp, and play daily and then eat with gusto and enthusiasm.

Be loyal and wag my tail when I anticipated that a reward was somewhere in the air *sniff sniff*.


With the many dogs there in all shapes, sizes and breed, all of them, pedigree or mongrel alike, had NO AIRS and did not pretend to be something they're not.


Ahhhh - then I caught sight of one mongrel who was acting as though he was a gold miner in his previous life as he was digging away at one sandy patch. Lesson learnt - when what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.

One old man sat on the bench looking quite sad but what struck me was how his old faithful was just beside him- silent, close by and nuzzling his head gently against the ah pek's leg . Obviously both of them found solace and delight in the simple joy of a long walk. And there it sat, thriving on the old man's undivided attention and letting other joggers there touch him. As I observed that particular dog, when it was happy, it would just prance around with no fears or inhibitions and then would wag its entire body.

Occasionally, I could hear some owners shouting or scolding their dog but you know what was the best lesson I learned? No matter how often one is criticized, don't get sucked into the guilt thing and pout. Just like the canines I saw this evening, we should just run right back and make friends!!!

So, needless to say I did not RUN like the doggies but walked briskly and observed these things ....to be used for my ongoing campaign called "DADDY - CAN WE PLEASE ADOPT A DOG?"

Ah - remember - ada udang di sebalik batu...In case you are wondering, my other ruse for the udang di sebalik batu did not work for hubby declared that he had written enough love letters decades ago and how he feels now is the same as how he felt then so in just a two-syllable word - DITTO - he wormed himself out of that predicament haha! BUT, I hope this campaign works....:-) God bless you dear reader...