If you’re reading this pet blog, you probably already know how much dogs, cats, and other pets can enrich our lives. Most pet families have learned that having pets can help us relax more or get more exercise, along with providing special companionship. Petting our animal companions can lower our blood pressure and there is nothing like listening to a cat’s purr to help us feel peaceful! We can become better people simply by caring for our pets; they help give us purpose.
Luke has helped me in a very unexpected way, however. In order to tell this story, I’m going to have to admit to a personality fault that I might rather not!
I have a short temper. I’ve struggled with it my whole life. My siblings might enjoy telling you some stories about my little temper tantrums when we were children. However, let me clarify. I have endless patience with people and animals. If you heard me, normally a quiet and shy person, arguing with someone, it’s because they’ve pushed me too far; and it takes a lot. I will always remember the time I got into a loud argument with a co-worker. She had pushed me for a while with her irrational reaction to things, and accusations that I was trying to undermine her work.
I laugh about it now, because she and I were the only women at an ice cream distribution business, with many male co-workers. I’m pretty sure they watched the argument with shock and probably a bit of glee since they had been subjected to her craziness as well (in this day and age, she’d probably be on medication!). It takes a lot to make me blow up at someone like that and to really speak my mind.
However, when it comes to inanimate objects? I have no patience. I remember a time when I was a teenager and I threw an uncooperative shoe across the room and broke some glass knick-knacks my boyfriend had given me. I don’t remember exactly why, but maybe the lace was tied in a knot I couldn’t get out or something. That’s exactly the type of thing I don’t have patience for.
As I get older, my hands don’t work as well, and I drop things all.the.time., I am endlessly klutzy, and things that it used to be easy to do can be challenging. I have no patience with that, such as being unable to open things. I always seem to be in a rush, and I get so frustrated with being slowed down by things that should be easier. I don’t know if it’s a normal part of aging – are we trying to cram more things into less time because we feel it running out – or is it just that our bodies don’t work like they used to?
Either way, when stuff like that happens, my frustration level rises quickly, and I completely lose it and swear and curse like a sailor (I did at least learn to stop throwing things). If I’m not cursing, I’m yelling “Really? Why can’t anything be easy anymore??!!” While it might seem like pretty harmless behavior now that I don’t break things, even I get sick of listening to myself sometimes! I certainly would not want anyone overhearing me. My poor husband is probably the only that does…..except for our Lab mix Luke. Since he’s almost always with me around the house, he is subjected to my irrational outbursts at stupid things.
And he hates it. If I raise my voice at something, my sensitive boy goes running to his closet. It makes me feel awful.
Therefore, I’m trying to learn to stop doing it. Most of the time now, I make myself stop and take a deep breath, and if I do curse it’s only to myself, under my breath. I even find myself doing better when Luke is not even around! I’m not where I want to be quite yet. I still have those times, bad days, when the impatience bubbles through….or I should probably say barrels through, and those curses slip out. If something does slip out, and Luke hears me and runs away, I immediately stop and call him to me and tell him it’s OK. But Luke inspires me to keep trying to do better in many ways.
If CBD oil can help Luke with his fears and anxieties, why not try it myself for my stress and anxiety? I’ve always been resistant to medications to help with those things, but just as I choose with Luke, I am open to more natural products like CBD. I am prone to migraines and my low tolerance for stress is a big factor there, and I hope it could help with those as well. I also borrowed a book from a friend on mindfulness and meditation, which can help many ways in life. I hope it can help me find more peace and patience.
Both Luke and I will probably always be works in progress, but there are ways my dog and I can help each other. While I will tell you that having a reactive dog can be a lot of work, Luke might tell you that his reactive human needs some work too. 🙂
That’s why we’re in this together, helping each other to do better.
Does your dog, cat, or other pet inspire and help you to be a better person?