If there’s one thing The Duke has taught me, in addition to understanding that my rightful place is to carry out his bidding at his barking orders, is how to do radical self-care right…
On walks, when he has had enough, he simply sits down and refuses to go any further. When he is sad, he lets me know by climbing into my lap, demanding cuddles. When he is afraid, he squeezes himself between my feet for protection and comfort. When it’s approaching dinner time, he borks for my attention to get me to attend to his needs. When he is in the mood for a bit of fun, he scamps, he runs, and jumps like it’s the best thing ever. On walks, he finds ways to assert his independence by following his own path—turning the act of walking into a game wherein he is the cleverest boi, who delights in having outfoxed me in his own pug-mix way.
After he swims, he shakes himself off each time with the verve of a puppy. When I rub behind his ears each night and give him belly rubs, he sighs as if he is letting go of all the day’s worries. And when he sleeps, he does it enthusiastically—as if napping and resting form a part of his daily duties. When he is tired, nothing can stop him from catching some zzzs… not even trips to the groomer where he has often had to be groomed while snoozing! If he is cold, he will find a blanket, carry it across the room, and fashion it into an appropriate bundle on which to make himself cozy.
He does not reproach himself for not doing more. Instead he delights in all these small things like he is living his best life. He is the poster pug for radical self-care, and he has taught me that there is still great joy and life, to be found in doing less 🐾
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