My wish for my former dogs: Regina Brett

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I have to confess, I have never owned a dog.

Growing up, we had dogs but they weren’t pets.  They guarded our home.  They’re names: Chipper, Parseghan, Holmes. They protected us but lived their lives on a length of rope in the driveway and could only dream of a real dog’s life.

I wish we had taken them on walks in the woods, let them run free and even poke their heads in the house now and then and sleep indoors all winter.

I wish your dogs could have this to say about their master, as poet Billy Collins wrote in his poem, “A Dog on His Master”…

“As young as I look,
I am growing older faster than he,
seven to one
is the ratio they tend to say.

Whatever the number,
I will pass him one day
and take the lead
the way I do on our walks in the woods.

And if this ever manages
to cross his mind,
it would be the sweetest
shadow I have ever cast on snow or grass.”



Click here to hear Regina’s show on the basics of dog training