Dogs really are the best.

I've had a crap-tastic day, not going to go into details to why and get all "personal" on a blog that I have open for everyone to see, but I can tell you its bad enough too re evaluate where I wanna be in life. To reconsider many decisions that have kept me in the physical place I want to be. Its hard when you seem to be in constant motion and forced into living for everyone else's decisions aside from your own. To live life being obligated or guilt-ed into doing everyone else's tasks and dirty work, the stuff they don't want to do, its all yours.

Anyways, with us forwarding our clocks last night, I took advantage of this much nicer routine of it getting dark around 7:30 PM vs getting dark at a much earlier time. I grabbed my dog and went for a lengthy (but not long enough) walk. He loves getting out, getting to sniff and explore the world, and just getting out of the backyard and off the property is good for both him and I.

He walks with such a strut, so carefree and happy. It kinda helps you forget about the crap going on in your life, when you get the pleasure of just watching him enjoy simple, meaningless things like sniffing trees and galloping along with me. Watching in curiosity and interacting with me. Hes super smart, a border collie. Herding sheep and chasing balls is what he was bred to do, and although I dont have him trained to do any of those things, he lives a very happy life and is loved very much.

My dog and I were brought together by fate, and kept together by luck. He, very much like me, has been a bit out casted from most others. Him because hes a pesky Border Collie that no one knows how to properly deal with or teach, me because im very different from my family in a lot of ways. They go one direction, I go the other, and it doesn't collide well at all. Often both my dog and I, resulting in feelings of loneliness and isolation, because in life, it is condemned to march to the beat of a different drum, to not always flow with everyone else, be safely-free spirited, or just not agree with everyone else all the time. You want details? ask me, but im keeping fairly vague terms via a public blog.

Maxwell however, his antics almost got him a different home. I could write a separate book on all the exasperating moments he has had. From making me run across a busy highway to chase after him, to throwing a lady around at the vets office via his leash and huge-self. It was me that in my driven persistence, we ended up keeping him, I get blamed for his every issue, but thats my kiddo for sure.

Ive got an abundance of dogs, 5 but some days 6 when my brother brings my fuzzy nephew over. I took Max out because he didnt get a chance to walk the other day with everyone else, it was nice. We stayed out til the sun went down, and had a nice run back home where I was playing with him and he was playfully jumping at me. I almost took him up the hill in luck of seeing horses, but I didnt wanna be gone too long, seeing as if i had a few more tasks to complete before settling down for the night.

Dogs are amazing, they know just how to touch your heart, and realize why your here everyday. For silly moments like that, that keep you going everyday.

"Lifes not the breath you take, but the moments that take your breath away"-George Strait.