Yesterday I witnessed a dog that has a worst obsession than Chance. Chance is seriously ball obsessed..at any time you can walk into the yard and encounter half a dozen of his balls..green tennis balls, a blue ball with a bell inside, a used to be larger soft squishy pink ball, a replica of a baseball..but soft and pliable..a basket ball…the list goes on and on. He plays until he gets hot then he plops in his pool. He approaches life with wild abandon..living in the moment…always hoping that someone is going to throw the ball.
Meet Remington, or Remmy for short..a water dog for sure..a swimming water dog.
As he swims he makes low throaty sounds. I think he makes his own music to swim by. He has one thing on his mind and that is to swim. His eyes glaze over and he is in the zone.
He leaps off the dock into the water..going completely under the water..he swallows water..and his next trip onto land promptly pukes and then heads back in for a refill. His family doesn’t live on the lake..but his grandparents do..he was a blast to watch. He must be in swimming withdrawal during the winter.
When he was out of the water, he was eyeing it, he whined and whined..I don’t think he ever got tired out. Pretty soon he was back in swimming..living in the moment.
Are you at your best today? Living in your moment? We could learn much from dogs that seem to do this so easily:)