SO the first day home, I take Hero to the beautiful Lincoln Parish Park for a little walk in the woods. I LOVE-LOVE the beautiful parish park and knew he would enjoy a walk in the woods. We started out with him pulling me in an effort to smell every blade of grass, leaf, twig, or whatever else scent he was picking up. He was getting his exercise and I was enjoying the great outdoors in the lower 30 degree temperatures.
AND THEN, things began going downhill. The Wonder Dog became distracted when he caught the scent of another dog's poop. He would pull me over to the pile and stand there and want to sniff and sniff. WHAT is so attractive and alluring about another dog's waste pile? More than once I had to pull him away and get him back on track again.
As if--THAT wasn't bad enough, he then caught a whiff of something further down the trail that he proceeded to want to roll around in----SOMETHING DEAD-DECAYING--the stink would have gagged a maggot!
SO basically as long as Hero had his eyes on the trail, we were doing great! It was when he caught the scent of a pile of poop or the stench of rotting flesh that we were in trouble and lost our way. The stink of poop and death are powerful aphrodisiacs for many.
A dog's lesson in the downfall of mankind. As long as we have our eyes on the trail God has placed before us, we are headed in the right direction. It is when we get distracted by man's waste and decay that we get into trouble.
ANOTHER simple lesson by The Wonder Dog! By the way, he made it over two miles and slept like a baby once we got home. The walks in the park could be just the thing to slim the chubby Hero---if I can only keep him on the path!
Teach me Your way, O LORD, And lead me in a level path