I am asked what inspires me, so I think about this question often. When I think about what inspires me there is always one constant answer that comes to mind. Dogs. Dogs are my inspiration. It took me a while to understand how and why they do but I have finally figured it out.
My roommates think I am so strange because of how I talk and interact with dog’s…yes, all dog’s. Big, small, furry, naked, nice, or grumpy, I will love them all the same.
In my first life I’m pretty positive I was a dog. I firmly believe that dogs are as human as we are, and that they express their feelings far better than the average human. They are the most loving, understanding beings and will ALWAYS lend an ear to listen. They give me a sense of comfort that I wish I were capable to giving to others.
Dogs give me the inspiration to work through things. When I get stuck on something, I find it easiest to look at my dog and think of how they would solve the problem. It helps me simplify the issue because I know they never over think something. I mean come on, the biggest issue they have is trying to remember where they hid their bone.
Pups have got it made. They are straight forward and they don’t pretend to like something or someone. They do what they want, when they want, and how they want. Those are pretty great traits if you ask me. I think we can all learn a lot from these furry friends.
Dogs also help with my creative process. I imagine how they would talk if they had human voices. I think about who they would have been in a past life. It is unbelievable entertaining and I probably..no I definitely, spend far too much time doing this on a daily basis.
I believe dogs have the answers to everything, and if we could see the world though the eyes of a dog I think things would be so very clear.
I have a few very special pups in my life.
Meet Kamala. She has made an appearance on my blog before, and she’s getting rather famous if I do say so myself. She is a giant furball and I love it. She sheds like mad but is the best snuggle buddy I know. I deal with the constant hair that has made itself a permanent part of my wardrobe. She’s Australian Shepherd and part wolf, can’t ya’ tell? Woof.
This is Gracee. She is my mother’s dog. She is a Coton de Tulear (a sassy french breed) and she wanted to dress up as a squirrel for Halloween. Look at that smile. If Kamala saw her wearing this outfit she would probably try to eat her because she loves to chase squirrels. (Must be the wolf in her.)
This is Amoré. He is an Italian Greyhound and is essentially translucent. He is just the cutest darn thing ever. He leaps like a deer and is faster than you could ever believe.
I waste most of my time online by looking at pictures such as this one below. Nothing makes me smile more than funny pictures like these. Pinterest is a great place to find them. Trust me, they are worth looking at, you won’t regret it.
Someday I plan on having many dogs of my own, but unfortunately I must wait until my mother lets me. Boo.