How Passionately Fierce Life Could Be

dog sniffing the air before a storm

By late afternoon the skies were shrouded in ominous grey clouds. The storm front was easily visible and creeping slowly toward us.

My human had rushed about here and there, shutting windows, in the event the swollen clouds released the rain before our return from our walk.

At the park, I stood calm against the impending storm.  I could smell the rain in the air.  The scent of ozone swirled around.

For me, there is something almost magical right before the clouds weep, an anticipation of sorts. Like you knew this tremendous energy was about to be released and you wanted to absorb just a slice. To be a little bit wild and unpredictable.

In that moment you could get a glimpse of, not how life was, but how passionately fierce it could be.

Let’s set fire to the rain,



Found In Translation

When I hear the phrase, ‘Sorry Jack, you have to stay home,’  I throw some serious shade in return, which translated from dog speak to the human language means:

‘I don’t think you understand the enormity of your decision or thought through all the consequences, therefore, I am giving you one more chance to change your mind and take me with you.  Go ahead. Give serious thought to what the next few hours will be like without me to brighten your day.

I will wait right here.’ 

Carpe Diem,



Or Maybe, It Was I

It was June. Endless fields of grass stretched out in front of me.

The green of the grass was beautiful and vivid after the spring rains.

The blades danced in the gentle wind as they reached up in supplication to the setting sun, singing thanks for the warmth of the day.

As I walked through the field, it seemed to me that the grass was happy.

Or maybe, it was I who was happy.

Carpe Diem,


Does Laziness Get A Bad Rap?

In this Heartwarming short dog story a lazy dog is on the bed

Sometimes I think laziness gets a bad rap.

If you think about it, maybe progress was made because somebody was too lazy to do it the way it was always done.  And through sheer laziness found a faster more efficient way.

Maybe, just maybe, someone was tired of writing everything out by hand and thought “today, wouldn’t it be nice to push keys and have letters appear.’


The typewriter made its appearance into the world, saving lazy people thousands of hours of handwriting,

Speaking of which, when was the last time you wrote a note?

Actively idle,


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Life Was a Highway

Life was a Highway

The first thing I noticed was the distinct sound. I looked down the street and saw a motorcycle approaching.  My heart held a special place for motorcyclists. Most riders I knew picked adventure over comfort and saw life through a unique lens.

Life was a highway, they said. We all picked our own roads and how we chose to travel on them.  It made me wonder if all humans who enjoyed riding a motorcycle had a different view of life’s highway.

First, because I was a canine and much of my life was processed through scent, I wondered if it had to do with the olfactory experience. Imagine the abundance of smells that were experienced all at once by the constant rush of air when on the open road.

And then I wondered if it had something to do with the lean. Unlike passive vehicle driving, motorcycles demanded the rider lean into turns.  On a bike, you can’t sit back and let the bike do all the work for you; you must be equally engaged.  It was a whole-body experience.  And there was a sweet spot in the lean; too far either way had unintended outcomes.

Finally, I wondered if maybe it was simply because motorcycle riders knew that the road listened to what they had to say.

How ever you choose to navigate life’s highway, may your travels be safe, your view unobstructed and your adventures many.


Black And White Photos: Transcended Beyond Memory

I am not all that fond of black and white photos of myself. There is a somberness in the lack of color in the surroundings that makes my heart ache. It feels as if the photo is capturing the very essence of my soul, with all its shadows created by the judgement of others, and placed on display for everyone to see. It is almost too real to bear.

And now that moment captured on film has transcended beyond memory; to be relived at any time with a simple glance at the grey image.

It is a bit of an odd situation to be in, striving to sit in comfort with self while the chatter of self-recrimination echoes.

But alas, that is where I spend most of my time.

Until next time,


The Dark Begs You To Share Your Deepest Pain

dog in bed

I have discovered that when you wake up in the middle of the night it can be the most lonely corner of the world.

You plead with your mind to surrender your body to sleep, hoping for dreams to carry you back to where life is fluid and easy, a beautiful release from reality. Cuz it’s hard to hide sadness at 2 am.  It’s a long time before the sun rises and the anonymity of the dark begs you to share your deepest pain.

Your secrets scream for release in the night stillness.

If you have been there, you will know these are the times for savoring heartache and hurt. The glorious sadness that is grief.

Take care of yourself,



TikTok Relief For Mental Capacity Overload

As the quarantine draws out, I notice the humans around me  are looking for distractions from the tedium of the house-bound days.

From what I can discern, my humans, even though they have limitless time with fewer responsibility. or at least different responsibilities, are  having a bit of a struggle adapting to the new isolated life style.

To alleviate the sensation that the four walls are closing in, the humans in my house have increased their screen time.

My bestest human discovered relief in the form of  TikTok. I think it is because the videos are short and always entertaining. I am guessing my human’s mental capacity is nearing its limit and she can only process so many lengthy articles.

Right now she appears to be all fingers and thumbs, but I’ve heard a chuckle or two as she maneuvered through the strange land that is TikTok.

Below are three 15 second TikToks, starring none other than yours truly, that landed (for the entire collection search pawsitivelyjack on the TikTok app).

Enjoy her joy.


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