My dog Zoe is a rescue dog. People often ask what type of dog she is, to which I usually reply, “Generic Brown.” Although she is a mixed breed, I never had her tested, lovingly joking to her that she could remain undefined and would continue to love her as-is. She may be lacking pedigree, but in her mind, she deserves only the best.
The ongoing joke in my family is Zoe’s habit of relieving herself only on premium grass. Her delicate hiney is too good for common weeds. No, the minute I turn my head, she sneaks off and uses the most pristine patch of perfectly manicured front lawn she can find. All attempts by me to steer her toward common ground and dog areas have failed. She’s got a radar for the good stuff, a taste for the finer things in life.
Just last month, we put a brand new patch of sod in our backyard. I came outside to find the delicate new grass had promptly been christened by her highness. At our favorite vacation spot, she consistently goes on the resort Bermuda grass, right next to the sign reading ‘Please Keep Off The Grass’. She knows quality when she sees it.
Zoe’s kind of got a point here. If this daily ritual is her main gift to the world (after love and affection), why not make it special? She doesn’t do the whole deprivation thing, only using the nice grass at Christmas time or to impress when other dogs come over to visit. Every day is reason enough for her to indulge.
Dogs really do lead the good life. Toileting habits aside, maybe we should do the same. Maybe we should burn the nice candle, and use the fancy dishes, for no other reason than joy. If you are going to partake in something, why not have only the best and then use it often? Less is more, but less can also mean better. You deserve it, as does Zoe.