Our friends the dogs are biophiles by nature, never better said, and they feel a tremendous love of nature.
We all know stories of female dogs that suckled kittens, lambs, piglets … Stories of dogs that share their lives with livestock, with wild animals and even with men!
It seems that experts give the dog a special “biophilic” sensitivity, a great love for nature. They do not care that there are differences, large or small, with the animals that have to live together, they do not enter to assess whether they have more or less hair, if they make more or less noise, if they live in one or another enclosure … Dogs are allowed to all living beings in nature as long as they are given the opportunity to meet them. All animals, rational or irrational, are equal in the eyes of the dog, they accept us all equally.
Our good friend has a way of relating to other animals that manages to extract the best that they have inside. It’s amazing what it can feel like to take a leisurely walk with your dog.
Dogs transmit that love for nature to us and they manage to evade us
I remember, again, my beloved Shar Pei Roko, he was quite stubborn … When we went for a walk around my house, he had a clear objective in his mind: to enter the “pure countryside”.
I remember that many walks began as an ordeal: I had just finished dinner, I was devastated and I wanted to relax but an annoying idea (at that moment) broke my suggestive thoughts of rest and relaxation: we must get Roko out.
The first steps were the heaviest: with swollen feet, I was not able to disconnect from the last problem that arose during the day. At that moment, all I asked was for it to start raining, for a torrential rain to fall so that Roko wanted to turn around towards the warm home, my furry hated water, especially the one that fell from the sky.
But, in the end, behind one step came another. Although it seemed that the feet wanted to stick to the ground, the night air, the continuous movement and the sounds of Roko’s legs mixing with the crickets’ songs began to act as the best of painkillers …
In those moments of the walk, correct me if I am wrong, you find yourself immersed in another world: you stop being you, the problems evaporate as if by magic, fatigue becomes a need to continue walking. The bitter sensation of “an individual being with problems” undergoes an inexplicable metamorphosis that transports you to integrate yourself into a whole. You are part of what surrounds you and you feel it, appreciate it, enjoy it …
When you wake up from that dream, you realize that Roko has been the culprit, my good friend acts as the common thread, as the enzyme that causes an inexplicable reaction, as the guide that makes you appreciate and understand art … Thank you I get him to feel wonderful things that without his help I can’t find.
