My Dog, My Buddha: To Human. Love, Dog.
Title : My Dog, My Buddha: To Human. Love, Dog.
Author : Kimberly Artley

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When I'm coaching an individual who's struggling to figure out what their "purpose" in life is, I always suggest they think back to their childhood and try to remember what it was they did where they'd lose all sense of time. What it was that filled them with so much joy, satisfaction and incomparable fulfillment. With me, it was animals. Animals were my ultimate comfort, joy and passion. I surrounded myself with them. If I was at a party, I was "that girl" that hung out with the resident pet. I'd do neighborhood rounds with my World Wildlife Fund magazine, knocking on doors, educating my neighbors, and collecting donations for their cause. When my envelopes got full of change, I taped them up, covered them in stamps, and mailed them off with lots of heart, big love, and full of pride (I still, to this day, wonder if those coin-filled envelopes every made it). At 9 years of age, I was blessed with the best Christmas present ever. A Springer Spaniel puppy. I named him Skippy. Skippy was white with reddish-brown spots all over, freckles on his face, and a spot on his side that was shaped like a heart. He was my pride and joy. Although Skippy had the sweetest disposition, he was a total nightmare; and it wasn't his fault. We weren't meeting his needs as a dog, and certainly didn't put in the time, effort and energy to guide, teach and way-show. Skippy was unfairly labeled as a holy terror, and was sent away by my mother because of it. I was absolutely crushed.Fast forward 18 years and enter a new teacher, my first sole responsibility dog, Lobo. Did I know what I was doing? Not really, but I was eager to learn. Lobo went everywhere with me, and was a favorite at the local dog parks we visited. I made it a point to expose him to various environments and scenarios, teach him commands and tricks, and did my best to help him become as well-rounded as he could be. A few years after his arrival, a new pup entered our pack, Tucker. Lobo was an amazing big brother to Tuck, and raised him as much as I did; but not soon after, my marriage went sour... and a switch in him flicked. Who was once a very social, happy-go-lucky dog, became incredibly protective and "aggressive". What was happening?! I spent every last dollar on trainers, moving through 6 of them. The 6th one was a "Board and Train" program, where he would live with the trainer for 2 weeks. While Lobo responded well to his training and new surroundings, he quickly reverted back to his protective tendencies as soon as he returned to me (*clue*). Sadly, he ended up biting someone and had to be put down. It took me many, many years to stop blaming myself for this; and still remains a daily process. Lobo paid the ultimate price because I couldn't keep my sh*t together. He stepped up, because I wasn't and didn't. The divorce and its many offshoots, and the challenges surrounding my best friend, my deeply and dearly beloved dog, had left me feeling emotionally unstable, exhausted, insecure, lost, hopeless, uncertain and weak. Lobo was one of my greatest teachers, his story driving home the point behind why the human end of the leash factors into canine behavior and perspective so greatly, and why I've turned my story into a purpose and passion-driven mission to teach and empower others. "Behavioral issues" is one of the most common reasons dogs are surrendered to shelters, nearly half never leaving and ending up euthanized. And it doesn't have to be this way. I've dedicated my life to learning all about both human and canine psychology, behavior and health, so I can share with all of you, and start a much-needed global conversation."My Dog, My Buddha" is a collection of 100 life lessons for us on behalf of Dog. Dogs know us on a level many of us don't even know ourselves, and, if we're open enough, can teach us what we need to know in order to live a joy-filled, colorful, most fulfilling life.