Momma is lounging on her new swing outside. Now is my chance to use her computer.
Passion. It’s what moves us to action, gets us off our dog bed, and inspires us to try. People may look at me and laughing say, “Ha! There’s Zoey wasting her life away watching the grass grow. There’s nothing out there.”
You may think I’m twiddling my paws (really how can I even do that). But I’m observing the movements in the trees and the grass. I scent changes in the air: a bonfire, food on the grill, or a neighbor’s cologne. I feel the vibrations in the earth. I hear the teeniest tiniest swish of a tail or the wiggle of whiskers. This is my passion. This is who I am.
Everyone has their own passion; as unique as they are.
Take Dakota. He leads a simple and happy life. He is relentless and tenacious in his pursuit of . . . his ball.
They don’t really want to throw it. They just want to get it away from them.
But then the ever determined DK has them in his four paws. He brings it back knowing that eventually they will break down again.
Now that is true passion! Embrace yours!