It was two days before Christmas when I strolled through the busy
shopping center of Fletcher Parkway in El Cajon. This morning I made a
wish: I am going to buy a dog, a Mini Pinscher! He will be a beautiful
tool for mirroring my thoughts. Mini Pinschers are smart, alert,
lively and well trainable.
It must be fun to care for such a special creature, I thought,
while window- shopping in the pet store. Among the choice of the
cutest doggies, I had an option of eight Mini Pinschers from 2-6
Instantly I was drawn to three tiny wrestling Mini
sisters and their brother, uninhibitedly rolling like a lively woolen
ball in their cozy basket. Young and old flattened their noses against
the window closely watching three puppies delightfully playing.
On my request, the shop-girl picked up the little doggy boy.
Clumsily tiny like a guinea pig he skillfully walked the narrow
counter. Gracefully he stood showing off his shiny, beautifully
designed, brown and black, naturally short hair. Instantly, I fell for
his wise loving expression! In his charmingly sincere eyes, I read his
great wish: TAKE ME!
Irresistibly I raised him up, so light and tiny. He fit into just
one hand. Come, we are going to have fun, I whispered in his cropped
pointed brown ears, cuddling him in my arms and holding him next to my
cheek. Possessively he licked my hands and my face snuggling closer
and closer to feel the warmth of my body. I thought: You are the
chosen one and you will enjoy dashing through the bushes and the brush
in the vast high desert of our property.
We were both satisfied with my choice. I took him home. During OUR
hour-long drive, we had our first dialog. I said to my precious puppy:
You are a healthy, peaceful, loving, wonderful, intelligent little
dog. You are my little King. Quietly he sat next to me in his
cardboard house attentively listening to my every word. Here and there
he agreeably sang his loving answer. We had our first gentling time
together. The hour-long trip on the Freeway flew by in an instant.
Showing my little treasure to the monks in the Absolute Monastery,
they gave our puppy their warmest welcome. In awe and admiration we
baptized him with the royal name KING BELLO! Schnauzer dog Button and
our ten-month- old Mini Pinscher Duke received the new born KING as
their so minuscule playmate on our great UNI grounds.
The King Is Blossoming
In His Regal Role
To care for a little puppy, is like caring for a baby. It wants
attention and cries and whimpers talking its own language. That is the
moment of opportunity: to be in control, I reminded myself while
watching KING whining in his playpen, untiringly begging to be taken
up. Capably he jumps up and down on his two trim back paws persisting
on his request. As small as he is he amazes me in his incredible
acrobatic skills. In just an instant, he climbs up the barrier of his
fastidious enclosure. I watch my little "monkey" arriving on
top of the two-foot high rail! With one great jump he is out. FREE
to discover his world!
His little black eyes radiate victory. Pleased with himself he
takes off like a rocket running through our large living room enjoying
his new adventuresome life. Full of spit and vinegar, King runs around
the table, crawls under the couch, unexpectedly appearing on another
side ready for more fun. Well hidden behind the pedestal of the piano
he jumps for some dangling electrical wires so inviting to play with.
What a joy he has hopping around, I think to myself, delighted about
his imaginative creativity.
Nothing stops him until he discovers our three- year-old Schnauzer
dog Button. Button lies peacefully stretched in his preferred corner,
so quiet, so relaxed, not giving any attention to his little
distressing friend. Button enjoys hours of deep meditation, where
nothing can disturb him. King paddles himself through Button’s
unusually long winter fur, trying to cuddle in with his brother.
Playfully he pulls on his white Schnauzer beard to get his attention.
Button remains untouched!
The joy-filled puppy tries it all even showing his "old
buddy" with sniffling kisses and licking caresses. He settles
down to nestle into Button’s curly stomach. Ever so close to him.
Now the two dogs are cuddled together wrapped in unison, each in their
own meditation admirably loving.
What a mirror of patience, love and harmony. What an understanding!
I love to look into the mirror of my little King. He is the most
adorably happy puppy I have ever seen. In him, I recognize my oneness
with all life.