Happy as a Yard Dog?

Dogs are lucky. I wish I could live one day seeing life through their eyes. They wake up, jump up and down on the bed until you are awake, make a sad face when you leave and sleep all day. The happiest time of their day is when they hear the car door slam outside and footsteps leading up to the door. The utter joy that explodes out of them can completely change your day. One minute you have had the crappiest day of your life, are ready to quit your job, and ready to drive into oncoming traffic - the next, you are being loved so much in one solid minute that you can completely forget the rest. I guess, the more that I think about it, they may just need to go to the bathroom.

The stupid one pretty much spends his life waiting for you to talk to him. He lays in the middle of the living room floor and stares at you. As soon as you look in his direction and say anything, he is up on his feet running to you, licking your face and nuzzling you - all because you talked to him. One of the highlights of his night. I say one, because it happens all night long.

God put dogs on this earth to love you. I am sure that there is some actual scientific reason they actually exist, but to an owner, there is no other reason they walk this earth. They live and breath only to please us. They may have simple lives or eating, drinking, pooping, and sleeping, but it is a good life. One that is complete happiness.

Now don't get me wrong, they do have their moments. For example, we had a problem with the smart one. When he was about a year old we decided to get another pup. As soon as we got the stupid one, the smart one wasn't so thrilled. He actually walked up to us in the living room as we were holding the stupid one, looked us in the eye, and hiked his leg up and pissed on us out of pure jealousy. No joke. We tried so hard to be mad at him, but the deliberate nature of his action just put us in stitches. Even with the moments of unhappiness which are few and far between, they have to be the happiest creatures on earth.

I am not sure what made me write about dogs today. I guess it is just jealousy. Jealousy that there is no way that I could ever in my entire life be as happy as they are. To wake up everyday and only see the positive, get over the negative quickly, and never forget their loyalty and love for others.

We could all stand to be more like dogs. Except the butt-sniffing part. That could get really socially awkward.