Let me share a story that raised my spirits today.
The last two weeks or so, when I'm out for a walk with Willow, there's a certain bush she's obsessed with. When we're near it, she'll sniff at it like crazy and refuse to move on. She'll ask to go outside, then when we go out, immediately run to this bush instead of doing her business. I never saw anything special about it. But then, yesterday, as she did her usual sniffing at the bush, I saw a baby rabbit poke its head out from the other side. Willow loves baby things...she probably smelled it long before anyone saw it.
I also made a note to myself to make sure to walk on the side of the bush closest to the road from now on. Maybe I'm just paranoid, but if we scared a rabbit out onto the road and something happened, I don't think I could live with myself. Roads are no place for baby animals.
Today, we saw the baby rabbit again and said hi. Further down the road, on the way to the Thames river, we were off in some brush, and Willow stopped as someone walked by on the sidewalk. It was an old man. Willow started waving at him with her front paws, and he waved back. I brought her over to see him, and they were both delighted to have met each other. Something about this guy caught Willow's attention and she just had to see him.
I got to talking with him, and he told me that the reason he'd been down at the river was that he'd seen a mother duck and six baby ducks walking down his street. He knew they would have to cross several busy streets before reaching the river, so he followed them and stopped traffic on these streets, allowing them to cross safely, then walked them all the way to the water.
Isn't that the sweetest, most touching thing ever?
No matter how crappy the world may seem sometimes, at least there are people like that man out there. People that dogs just know are good people, and that we should all aspire to be like.