Stray Dogs and Good Deeds

It’s Election Day today. And one of the polling booth locations is just around the corner. So we decided to walk our dog the long way around and end back up at the polling booths.

Our walk was great. Our dog loved the new sights and smells and we enjoyed stretching our legs. Now my dog isn’t a large dog but he is bigger than the smaller yappy dogs. So out of respect for other dog owners we try to avoid walking behind other dogs by crossing the road. Which was all well and good until we came across a small yappy dog wandering the streets with no collar. He was very persistent in following us and we couldn’t cross the road for fear he would get hit by a car.

I ran ahead to try to lose him but he followed anyway. I gave up once we reached the oval and let them get to know each other, and after we had both voted, taking turns to watch the dogs, we took him home with us.

I insisted on taking him home and doing the right thing as he was quite a cute dog and it wasn’t his fault his owners hadn’t looked after him well enough. He had no marks to say he had been desexed or microchipped and after a lot of wrong numbers and answering machines I finally got through to the local council to pick him up. And it was as I feared. The council worker scanned him and no microchip. So off to the pound he goes.

But I believe I did the right thing. I did not want him roaming the streets for fear he would get hurt. And I didn’t want to just dump him over a fence and make him somebody else’s problem. I took responsibility and I stand by my decision. I learned today that not everyone is willing to take responsibility for the welfare of a stray dog.

But I believe that even if his owners do not turn up to claim him that he will be taken in by a loving family. He is too cute to be passed up by anyone looking to rescue a dog so I do not fear him being put down. I am hoping for the best for that cute little fella.

Fathers Day

Yes, its Fathers Day. So here’s the thing. I don’t need a day to remember my father. I remember him everyday. And if he was still here today he and I would be chatting about a million crazy things and I would have bought him a book or a documentary about what’s being covered up in the world today. That was our thing;”conspiracies”.

But you know what? He is in my dreams. All the time. And that’s where he lives. I keep him alive in my heart. Because after the body dies where else if there left to go? And all I can do now is honour his memory. I loved him then and I love him now. Nothing I do or say, nowhere I go and nothing I see in life can ever bring him back. And as much as I can wish for just one more day, one conversation that is never going to happen.

So yes, it is Fathers Day. But for me, it’s Fathers Day all year round. For every happy moment I have in my life and even a few of the sad ones, my dad is always there with me.

"Desiderata" by Max Ehrmann

Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.

Max Ehrmann, Desiderata, Copyright 1952.