Wednesday, March 12, 2014
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A new golden puppy owned by North Cairn.
Photo by North Cairn
I am so tired. I am so happy.
Delight is the most substantial and lasting gift that dogs have brought me, and puppies in particular. They are, in a sense, liveliness resurrected; they welcome the world with new eyes and a fresh spirit, undiminished by bad news brimming in the human world or financial burdens that have to be negotiated every month.
The puppy races across the yard, through high, uncut grass and ends each mini-marathon with a sideways somersault, a jubilant, full-throttle roll. She has selected two conifers as places to create caves, the better to hide or escape. Though she weighs only 12 pounds, she can take up the entire bed, and she has weaseled her way into a position that manifests each morning as a small, golden head on the pillow next to me.
She has not eliminated the thrumming of grief and loneliness I feel for the dog I lost; I don't think anything or anyone ever could. But she has proven to me that the ocean of mourning spills onto a shore defined by spontaneous laughter and carefree abandon; that life, if you let it in, is fun – and exhaustingly full.
For all the energy a little dog consumes, the reminders of good and gladness in the internal landscape and the external lay of the land are worth it. I had forgotten how exciting a shaft of light dancing on leaves and grass could be; I had lost touch with the miracle of intact shoelaces.
And there's much more ahead, I know. For one thing, she hasn't yet even started to swim.
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