The gray lines above Gidget’s eyelids I’ve noticed lately have become so much more distinct. While she has always had the coloring of gray and black with a bit of red, making her a dappled doxie, I always wondered as she aged if she’d show more gray.

As far as I know, she turned twelve in April. Since I adopted her, and often in those cases, you can’t always know for sure an age, but in the big picture it really does not matter.

The thing is with Gidg, like young people I’ve met over the years who I’ve felt were wise beyond their years, such is the case with Gidget. Early on, almost five years ago, when I brought her home, I began to sense this very wise part of her, calling her my Buddah dog.

Little did I know the deep and true teaching she would bring with her, which I continue to work on expressing through the memoir I’m working on.

What I can say for now is I “see” more and more the truly enlightened being she is – which is really more about a felt sense for me that continues to increase daily, resulting in an expanding and enriching relationship we now share.

This little dog, with a big spirit, I feel has walked this earth before. Perhaps in human form as a Buddah or a Great Master. And what an honor it is that she found her way here to spend this leg of her journey with me.

XO,

Barbara