When I look at Whimzy, when I look at where we were and where we are now I find it hard to say anything at all. I feel like I should apologize for every fault, every mistake I've made in training, everything really. I feel like I should promise her that I'll do everything for her no matter where it takes us. That I'll always keep an eye on the big picture, for her. Because I never want to forget how special she really is while I'm chasing down one of MY goals.
As I approach the turn of Whimzy's career into more competitive tournaments, I find that every time I look at the big picture I end up focusing on a specific detail or two. The little memories that have been splotched on to our canvas randomly, not planned, just our lives happening together. Whimzy chewing on my shoe, digging holes neurotically in the dirt, sitting between my legs facing the wrong direction on the start line, growling at me when scratch her chin. It's looking at those moments that remind me how much I truly adore this dog.
That's when I remember that I should be speechless. I don't have to make promises or give apologies, because our picture is meant to be imperfect. It isn't about staying inside the lines, life is messy and spontaneous. I can't spend my days trying to erase every mistake, but instead embrace them because they make us unique.
Whimzy and I are one of a kind, what that means, I'm not sure. But it's worth finding out.
Aw, beautiful post.
ReplyDeletethank you Hillary :)
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