26 November

The Joy Dog, Run, Fate, Run…

by Jon Katz
Joy Dog, Run, Fate, Run
Joy Dog, Run, Fate, Run

I’m not sure why I love to see Fate running through her beloved meadow, she is so free, so full of joy and enthusiasm. Fate is the joy dog, she loves every minute of life. In the meadow, she can run and run, in an uninhibited and unrestricted way, rabbits and mice and chipmunks and birds scatter, you can see and hear the scrambling from far away, I always know where Fate is in the meadow even if I can’t see her. Her ears are up, head is high, her lean body stretched to run, her tail up.

Perhaps I am projecting my own fantasies of life upon her. No human is as free as a happy dog, as free and unfettered as Fate in the meadow. But it is something to aspire to, something I wish to feel. Fate in the meadow is a creature of great joy. I’m happy watching it, too.

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