Lessons You Can Learn From Us Dogs

Our Way of Living Could be Yours

If only you humans had the heart of a dog, you would learn:

When you love someone, constantly tell them ... with licks (I mean kisses).

When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.

Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.

Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure ecstasy.

When it's in your best interest - practice obedience.

Let others know when they've invaded your space.

Take naps and stretch after rising.

Run, romp, and play daily.

Thrive on attention and let people touch you.

Avoid biting, when a simple growl will do.

On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.

On hot days, drink lots of water and lay under a shady tree.

When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.

No matter how often you're scolded, don't buy into the guilt thing and pout, rather run right back and make friends again.

Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.

Eat with gusto and enthusiasm. Stop when you have had enough.

Always be loyal.

Never pretend to be something you're not.

If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.

When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by and nuzzle them gently.

And wait for them to come home, with anticipation and love, by the door (or, wherever.)

Don't You Just Love UnderDOGS?

Well, I've finally come down to Earth.

I've been floating around feeling so excited ... why you ask?

THE NEW YORK GIANTS WON THE SUPER BOWL. That's why!

Herself and I watched. We shouted, screamed, held our breath, panted, I hid my eyes with my paws when the Patriots scored ... and then the last goal by the Giants ... it was just so perfect. Not since 1991, way before I was even walking on all four paws on this earth, have they won a Super Bowl.

I tried to imagine me running up and down the field, I'm good holding balls in my mouth while running and I have excellent evasive moves, but then I thought about one of those guys tackling me ... ooffff!!! Splat!!!!! That would definitely be the end of me. No, I'm perfectly happy to sit on the sidelines and bark hooray and shake my tail vigorously.

Tuesday, our great City gave them the biggest ticker tape parade up Broadway, the Canyon of Heroes, with a snowstorm of confetti and paper raining down from the skyscrapers and a million people standing 5 deep.

It was thrilling. I just love it when the underDOG wins. Don't you??? It's like I feel when I confront a dog that weighs 20X more than me. "Don't mess with me" I bark, and usually they just look at little me dismissively ... but they don't mess with me.

Believe you are mighty and you are. Think you are BIG and you are. Act fierce and you are. Dream of being a winner, and you will be.

I'll wait for you by the door, while I dream of winning, and if necessary, how to be a good loser ... unlike Coach Belichick.