#PieceOfCrapDog

Tribute to unconditional companionship.


(But also evidence…)

In my life, I have had the luck of getting to know 3 Rottweilers.

When it comes to the Rotties one and two, I can sincerely say that to me they where more than just pets. These furballs have been true companions, guardians and healers in the way only a loving animal can be.

Guinness was about a year and a half when I brought him home as a rescue. He was trained to work with kids with special needs and was with me for a decade. When he passed away, I was heartbroken.

Athena was a gift given to me shortly after. She was a couple months old and I quickly discovered she had Canine Parvovirus. Her chances of survival where very low, but after a couple weeks at the vet she finally made it home. Not long after, my Goddaugher came into the world and those two became inseparable. They belong together now.

The third one is Malgus… whom I am starting to theorize may actually be some sort of sleeper cell spy planted in my home to distract me. Malgus is clearly two lizards inside a dog costume, and they do not communicate well with each other. I don’t have proof yet, but I wanted it to go on the record. Just in case.

With that said, I want you to meet the best dogs ever, and yes, that includes the emotional terrorist that just moved into my house.

 

 

What’s the difference between a Rottweiler and a poodle peeing on your leg? You let the Rottweiler finish. -Frank Carson

EXHIBIT A (1-5) :

Photographic evidence this “dog” (or two lizards) is trying to frame me for “pushing” him down the stairs. He is not “resting”, he is plotting… 

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What did 2020 say to the face?

One of my favorite Buddhist teachings uses suffering to get a point across.

In it, a monk, after many years of devotion, walks up to his master and questions why he hadn’t reached enlightenment yet. Following all traditions, studying all the texts had led to no Nirvana; no moment of clarity. The master sat there, listening intently and then without warning or hesitation, slapped the living fok out his student, interrupting the rant.

The student was immediately enlightened.

He finally understood “the now”!

In one way or another, we all experienced negativity last year. Nothing new, except I think  the perfect storm came together so that 2020 would become one big drawn out slap to the face of our collective reality.

So I say, let us not dwell on the misery of what already happened; or become distracted by the uncertainty of what may be coming up next. Let us take the lessons from the year of hell and learn to live in a clearer reality. Let us use the flames from the dumpster fire that was 2020 to light our way in 2021.

Let last year be the slap that catalyzes our growth. Personally. Collectively. Globally.

Good Times.

 

“If you are depressed you are living in the past if you are anxious you are living in the future, if you are at peace, you are living in the present.” —Lao Tzu