The Musings Of An Opinionated Sod [Help Me Grow!]


Noise Means Life …

I’m back.

But I barely survived.

Part of that is because my trip was full-on.

The other part is having a puppy is even more full-on.

Seriously, it’s like having a baby all over again. Fortunately, we loved that period of our life so it’s not too bad … but bloody hell, it’s also pretty demanding.

A few months ago, I wrote about how people in agencies should be taught ‘the art of conflict management‘ … but now I think the other skill we should all be taught is puppy training.

If that doesn’t teach you how to be patient and calm when facing a barrage of noise and needs, nothing will.

That, or go work in China, hahaha.

That said, it is lovely having a pet in the house again. As I wrote before, while Rosie was a small cat, she filled the house with her presence and personality – and while we still have had Otis’, Sky, over these months, it hasn’t been quite the same.

But now, with Bonnie, the house has a new energy in it.

Sure, it’s slightly manic and lacking any degree of peace … but that’s a small price to pay to have life bubbling again. No wonder my Mum loved it when I came home to visit her. Not just because she was very happy to see me, but because my friends would come around and suddenly the place was a bustle of noise and laughter … a rewind to what daily life was like when Dad and I were around.

I get it. I just wish I could tell her that I do.

What’s interesting is we didn’t meet our dog until we picked her up … so we were totally reliant on the breeder being smart with her recommendation. Not because we were being picky about its looks … but because in addition to being a family pet, she has to be a trained support dog for Otis, hence temperament is key.

Thanks to the training she’s received from the breeder – and us – so far, it’s been good, but like Rosie it will definitely take some time until we find our own unique rhythm.

Finding the rhythm is a magical thing.

Some of it comes from ritual. Some from the environment. But most of it comes from the interactions you have and keep having together.

But when you find it, it’s special because it evolves into a sort-of invisible bridge where you can come together in the middle … with the knowledge to understand the unsaid. To interpret different sounds and signs.

It’s why that quote at the top of the page made such an impact on me when I read it.

A reminder that one of the most powerful ways to know how much someone has impacted you, is to look for those traits in others. Not so they become who someone was, but because they show you the best you can be.

So welcome Bonnie. Thank you for what you’ve given us already.

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