Max asks:
This is Max, Carroll's dog writing to say thanks for giving her such great advice the other day. I really appreciate it. Those things she called olives weren't my all-time favorite snack, but that cheese....oh yeah, baby! Bring on the cheese!!
So, Frankie, I've got a question...you don't seem to have any problem with self-esteem, but Birdie didn't even really want to keep you when you first showed up at her place, right?
Well, my situation was sort of the opposite -- my people wanted me, Carroll especially had been really pining for a dog ever since something happened to their last one. And she was really excited right after I came to live with them. But y'know... sometimes I get the feeling that she doesn't realy love me the same way she used to love their other dog. I feel like I'm living in his shadow all the time even though I do my best to be good.
You seem to get in trouble all the time, but you feel OK about yourself. I don't get in trouble very often at all, but I don't feel so good about myself.
How can I get better self-esteem, Frankie? Does it involve olives?
what makes a pizza supreme? Olives.
what makes a peanut butter sandwhich a sublime confection? Olives.
what puts the oaf in meatloaf? Olives.
Yes, Max, self-esteem does involve olives.
People live with us because they treasure the adventure we bring to their lives, the way our unexpected adventures are like a bright embroidery on the pillows of their days. They want us to throw open the windows of their lives to let in the fresh air of serendipity and our cheese farts.
In the animal/companion-human relationship, it is our role to be the gift of Athena, the olives in the martini of life.
YAY !! FRANKIE!!!! time for a nap. right after this snack.
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