The world in which we think, imagine, and create is separate from the world in which our pets live, and perhaps that’s why we love them with such deep abandon. When I watch my cat I see a creature with keen instinctual reactions and no judgments. I like to imagine myself into her world and see through those eyes of inexplicable wildness. Here are some pet portrayals from our team, and a poem by my favorite poet, Mary Oliver, written about her dog.
Percy and Books
Percy does not like it when I read a book.
He puts his face over the top of it and moans.
He rolls his eyes, sometimes he sneezes.
The sun is up, he says, and the wind is down.
The tide it out and the neighbor's dogs are playing.
But Percy, I say, Ideas! The elegance of language!
The insights, the funniness, the beautiful stories
that rise and fall and turn into strength, or courage.
Books? says Percy. I ate one once, and it was enough.
Today, be the person your dog thinks you are!