There’s percolating sounds that a good dog makes when she is happy and healthy and sitting next to her mom and/or dad. It’s like these little wet noises of pleasure, that coincide with brief petting, getting those doggie endorphins going, hands between long limbs and touching the warmth within, like you are stoking a dog fire.
I often can’t believe the simple yet overwhelming joy I get from holding/ witnessing/caring for my animals. Life is too much at times, and people don’t give you the quiet assurance you need. If you put your hand unexpectedly in between someone’s arm and body, it’s likely you will get a punch.
A dog, a nice one that is – will give you a look of gratitude, close her eyes in reverie, breathe long and hard and deep to show you she is taking all that good feeling inside, storing it up for later, dog dreams still yet to be dreamt, magnificent fields full of balls and you and her alone but for the squirrels in the trees.