We have been blessed with great veterinarians over the years and especially so since the bulldogs came. All of our dogs before that lived boring lives with fairly routine health issues. It takes guts to have bulldogs and it takes guts to be a vet that cares for their medical needs, which can be many.
Vets that come across bulldogs in their practices have to figure out mysteries, such as:
Is this a food allergy ailment? Will a simple change of diet solve it?
Why is this skin condition still not resolved? We’ve tried everything.
How can this anaerobic bacteria be cleared from this wounded dog?
How many antibiotics can we use before antibiotic resistance becomes one of the problems?
We have dealt with all of the above issues with the help of our vets. Today’s issue was average, normal, ordinary.
We have two of Wiggles’ puppies and they needed rabies vaccinations.
Thank the LORD for the development of a vaccination against rabies. Can you imagine what life was like before that? There are still a lot of threats out there for humans and animals, but rabies does not have to be one of them anymore.
So we took the little boogers to be vaccinated against rabies. They already had all the other vaccinations and now they were old enough for THE BIG ONE, the one that must be administered by a licensed veterinarian, the one that is required by law in our state.
I think one of the great things about being a dog is the whole “live in the moment” experience. I have spent much of my thought life in the past and much of it in the future. Moments pass by me without notice. What happened yesterday, last week, last month, last year, or decades ago?
As if that were not enough, my mind races toward the future. What about this afternoon, tonight, tomorrow morning? What about next Thursday? What about summer? What about fall? Really? I haven’t even finished supper.
Those puppies (64 pound puppies, mind you) only wiggled and waggled and tried to play with every dog that came in the vet’s door. They weren’t worried beyond being a tad bit curious about what was going on. But they did not worry in anticipation over the shot. And when the shot came, there was not a whimper, not a cry, not a scared look on either face. “What was that? A little prick near my shoulder. Whatever. No big deal. Who’s barking outside? Have we met them yet? Does anybody have a snack?”
I should be so calm. I should be so focused on the moment. Today. Not tomorrow, not next week, next month, or next year.
Today’s lesson for the human – be a little more like a dog. Live right now.
“Take therefore no thought for the morrow; for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.” (Matthew 6:34 KJV)
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