Poor Nyxie never had this ease - when we took her to puppy play group at Planet Dog in Portland, she hurled herself at the gate until we were asked to take her outside for a "time out". Red-faced, we picked our little girl out of the pen of romping puppies and dutifully took her outside and into the cold Maine air. She showered us with kisses for the rescue. She despised being penned in and was placed in the "shy" puppy group. Still, no luck.
The dog park was her salvation! She was able to get away from strange dogs there, hang out with the playmates that were her friends (Vinnie and Napoleon -that means you!) and run, run, run. She'd run so fast, she'd tumble over her own legs and then hop up and run some more, her still-floppy ears bouncing. Memories...
So today's puppy made me consider our need for friends, companionship and kindred spirits. Like this puppy, we need to find our place amongst our peers. We need safety and comfort. We need to be corrected and we need to be bolstered. We need understanding and appreciation. We need love. I don't know if I always give love as I should, but I try. There are moments when we feel pulled under as in quicksand and that lifeline gets tossed out. Like those first few moments of arriving on the playground, we're unsure and vulnerable. We take a chance and open up. Friendship.
