Bixby, the Wonder Dog

A true story.

Once, there was a dog at the Humane Society who was loved by all. They named him Bixby. One particular family fell in love with his sweet nature and sad, puppy-dog eyes that begged for a home. So they adopted him and gave him a home, much to the regret of many others who were considering adopting him. He hated living behind the bars amid the noise of so many barking and crying dogs and charmed any who seemed they could potentially rescue him from such a life. This time they came back. Timing is everything!

Bixby lived his life knowing that he was truly a huge personality lodged inside a small body, think of a chihuaua mixed with a fox. He barked loudest at the dog park, because he know he could take any of those big dogs on the other side of the fence; He was tough.

A visiting friend once joked that he wasn’t a real dog, but was more of a toy dog. Bixby knew he would prove them wrong. This friend came to visit once, and Bixby was let out of the door. He ran toward the visitor then across the street with the sudden urge to urinate. Once relieved, he ran back, only to run into a passing car. Being a small dog, he was under the car without catching a blow, except for a cosmetic plastic piece that hung down and dragged him a little. He squealed loudly, the car stopped, and Bixby got free!

To my shock, he ran toward me with renewed energy. I didn’t see what happened, but I heard the squeal of the tires and my dog’s startled scream. The driver had stopped, and he came out of the car with concern on his face, “Is he okay?” he asked. Bixby was running around the yard in excitement, so much going on! He didn’t even bark at the driver, who then asked, “Are you okay, little guy?” He reached down to pet the dog but Bixby was just running around excited, possibly on adrenaline. All I could notice was he had some fur that was coming off in one spot, and I touched it, but he gave no sign of pain.

My friend told me about what he saw and remarked, “You know, that is one benefit of being a little toy dog. If he was a large dog, he would have been struck down.” This little dog who earlier wanted to jump in my lap at the coming sounds of a thunderstorm was running around as if to brag surviving a car running over him…”Yeah, I survived, that’s right!” He needed to survive; it’s not time for him to go. We still need to be around to comfort each other.

Fearless!
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Weekend Coffee Share, A New Year

 

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Welcome to my Weekend Coffee Share, hosted by Antoinette Truglio Martin.  2020 is here, and I am not looking back!  That is, unless Facebook memories remind me of a nugget of wisdom that is still pertinent today.  For example:

Thanks to Facebook Memories, I can now go back to:

More nuggets of wisdom from “You are a Badass” by Jen Sincero:
-“The thoughts you dwell on are those you feed and they will define your reality.”
-On no longer worrying about what others think of you: “You have no control over people’s reactions to your decisions anyway.”
-“Do things that make you lose yourself so much so that you don’t realize the long hours you’ve spent on them.” YES. I. WANT more of this because it means reading, writing, and drinking wine…or getting lost on a nature walk with my son and Bixby, which is dreadfully overdue.
-“You’d never be perfectly ready for something, so just start anyway.” I think I’m doing alright there.
– “Think, why not, instead of why.”
Disclaimer- This book was recommended by my yoga instructor, which I highly appreciate!

 

This past decade tested me; it was a challenge. I think I can say I rose to that challenge. So, instead of completing the phrase with my initial response (This past decade was… a train wreck), I will tell you that this past decade made me stronger and by no means did it do me in.

I will tell you how I learned who the people are that will stand by me through thick and thin. I will tell you how I learned to keep reaching for my dreams even when I felt emotionally wiped out, and that doing so replenished my spirit. Let me tell of how I never gave up, even if I needed a three day nap. I could have done things better, but hey, I did what I could with the hand that was dealt me.

I did some good things in the past decade and need to not forget that.  I gained a lot of confidence in writing and self-publishing, and I will move forward with that.  I’m still learning how best to thrive instead of just survive, by being open to learning and change. So, instead of saying “Thank God that train wreck is over,” I want to say how grateful I am for every lesson I learned, even the ones I learned the hard way, and I’m still eager to learn more.  This is the mindset I plan to embrace for this year.

 

So, instead of pointing out the bags under my eyes or telling me I should smile more, just go ahead and tell me a joke.  Evidently, a genuine smile or laugh does wonders for a face that rarely sleeps.  Instead of dwelling on the past I am so glad to bid farewell, I plan to dwell on my plans for tomorrow and whatever joy I can find today.

Namaste and Happy New Year!

-Pamela

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