It’s dark and misty gray outside my window, with a November sky beyond.
Except it’s only September.
As I struggle to open my eyes, I find I’m unable to see the clock due to this heavy drape of morning gloom.
I’m guessing it’s somewhere between 3am and 9am as Maddie, as my lame senior corgi, continues to converse with me through gentle, muffled barks from the kitchen.
My other two pups continue to sleep and snore, until they hear me open the squeaky gate to the kitchen where Maddie looks up to greet me with a smile.
She’s comfortably centered on her dog bed anticipating a visit to the backyard
and her first bite of today’s kibble.
Terrier Tuck, and Rex, my renegade chihuahua, slowly trot their way in to join us.
I turn on the light and discover it’s 6:30. It’s time for all of us to get a move on, and for me to get ready for work.
After a spin around the yard, we return to the kitchen where I watch Maddie devour her morning meal with gusto. Tuck and Rex soon follow her lead.
I note what a happy girl is Maddie, be her hopping around the grass with her remaining two good legs or enjoying that breakfast.
It’s as if Maddie has a message for us all: “Savor each gift, and every moment.”
Maddie then licks her mouth after the last bite and returns to the middle of her checkered dog bed for a nap and a snoring session.
I smile with admiration as I look down at her, thinking how she keeps us all centered.
And how she brings such light every day to our lives.
Though simple gifts, what special ones both truly are.