What my dog taught me?
Am I serious?
My dog can’t even talk & he taught me something….
Yeah, he did!
He taught me something that people couldn’t teach me..
The name is Prince… He was named Prince because I believe that animals should also be given royal treatment.
See, Prince wasn’t much of a dog house; he loved to be outside only. We have a big garden, trees everywhere, flowers & he likes that.. Being outside.. sleeping on the grass..playing in the mud..
But, last month there was a construction going on just in front of our home & Bad Timing as it was, the front gate was broken.. Oops!
So, we couldn’t let him go outside till the front gate wasn’t fixed in case, he ventures near the construction site.
We moved his little house in the garage so he could get cozy.
Now, there is a fence separating the garage to the whole garden.
So, I won’t have to worry about him getting out.
But , he did get out…
Day 1 – He jumped and I found him sleeping on the greeny grass.
We scold him, made him understand to not go out.
Day 2 – He jumped again.
Prince doesn’t fear anyone and anything, except my dad.
So, when dad scolded him, I thought he understood and will stay in the garage.
Day 3- He jumped.
Dad increased the length of the fence.
Day 4 – He chewed the fence, made a hole. Then, jumped out of the hole.
I was getting worried as we are not at home during the day.
So, I bought pet toys, favorite food, balls for him to get busy.
Dad fixed a cardboard where he made that hole.
Day 5 – Yeah, you guessed. He got out.
I have no idea how he managed to removed something that thick – he pushed, he chewed, he bit.
But, he got out..
This went on every single day…
He just wouldn’t give up!!! Why?
We put every barrier/obstacle that you could possibly imagined, but he still managed to get out..
He always finds a way.. A Way
Until that day, I found a bunch of his dark black hairs stuck in one of the fences and some blood.
I ran to see if he was okay and I found him playing in the mud, as happy as he can be..
I could see the blood dripping, but he was happy.
He was enjoying…
And, it hit me..
Being there, was his happiness.
Being inside the garage was sadness.
So, he found ways to get out everyday to get to where he’s happy.
He just never gave up.. Ever!
Getting that happiness was like survival to him.
And, we are humans. We have what animals don’t have.
And, still. Still.
People give up. People complain.
“I hate my job”
“What do I do with my relationship”
“I have no money”
“It’s the weekend. Now, I can be happy for 2 days”
“Monday is here. I hate my life”
The list just never ends.
You’re not a tree.
If something or someone doesn’t bring you happiness, you can MOVE.
And, if you can’t MOVE, then you find a way to deal with it.
But, you don’t GIVE UP.
My dog has become a type of inspiration.
Am like – If Prince didn’t give up, and I am human.
I can’t give up. Ever.
Funny story, isn’t it? A stupid story the society would classify it.
But, it’s just the way you interpret things 🙂
And, learn from them.