The dog gets really scared by fireworks and remembering this we took him out for a wee just before it went dark. He then flatly refused to go out again, even at midnight when they had long stopped. So come 2am he is whining that he needs to go out. Love is the getting up without complaining and letting him out even tho I'd rather not leave my warm bed. I guess it's having the compassion that he just wasn't ready until that (inconvenient) point. I suspect the same will happen the next two nights.
For an impatient like me, I'm learning how other people's (and dog's) readiness will always be according to their timings not mine, and I think I've mellowed with age and become more accepting of that. I like that about myself :)
This quote seems to keep coming up a lot at the moment:
"Here is the world. Beautiful and terrible things will happen. Don't be afraid"
Frederick Buechner.
Hope today - for you as well as me - has more of the beautiful than the terrible, and that we do a reasonable attempt of not being afraid.
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How on trend am I? I heard the end of a lovely cover on the radio by Aurora so came home to look it up and find it was only released today :)
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