On the path, the dogs of Bedlam Farm adapt, adjust, accept – the lessons of animals. They do not grieve for their old path, or wonder where it went, or mount it’s absence. They find a new one and drink in the smells, sights and sounds of life. They teach me to do the same, they remind to do the same. My spirit dogs open doors for me, take me to new places, bear witness to my life, are magical helpers, guideposts on the hero journey. Out on our new path, a neighbor’s much loved and cared for path, they seem like mystical creatures to me, one path is as good as another.