This is the existential question for humans and dogs: Or is my place?
If dogs could meditate, PLACE could be their mantra.
LOCATION…..LOCATION…..LOCATION……
if I had a PLACE,
I could go there when……
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Whoever cooks in the kitchen doesn’t want me underfoot;
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When there are guests who don’t particularly like dogs;
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At mealtimes, so I don’t beg at the table;
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I need a quiet place to go when I feel overwhelmed;
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I’m really hungry and dinner isn’t ready yet;
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Before a walk, so as not to go crazy when I see my leash;
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When the doorbell rings;
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If little children come to visit, I don’t scare them;
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Every time I don’t know what to do with myself.
Let’s see. What would do good PLACE?
A carpet.
Coverage.
An old towel.
A fancy dog bed with my name on it.
For your dog, or for you, whenever you experience that feeling of disorientation and confusion in the face of a seemingly meaningless or absurd world, go to your house PLACE. You and your dog will feel better knowing where you belong.