The first thing I see in the morning is my human. I always rest my head on his chest while he sleeps. I do this to watch over him and stare quietly at him until he opens his eyes. In his face, I see character, truth, and love. Dogs can tell everything about a human right away. That’s what we do. I knew I loved my human when I first saw him, even before he saw me. He is a good human.
So, I always walk by my human. He takes me everywhere. I am by his side as I should be. I laugh inside every time I hear someone talk about “Take Your Dog To Work Day” because with my human, everyday is “Take Your Dog To Work Day.”
I start my day when my human drives me through the Whataburger drive through. I see the same lady at the window every morning. I knew I liked her right away. She looks very kind. She always tells my human, “God bless you,” and has a smile on her face. I can tell from the lines on her face that she works long hours and takes care of her babies at night. Oh, yes, we dogs know these things. When we get to the office, I eat my breakfast taco. I love those.
Then I see Joey. He comes in the office to get the keys to the forklift. I like him very much. He is young and fun. He always waves to me and calls my name. I see from in him that he has a family of his own and cares for them. He must like it here, just as I do, because he gets here much earlier than others. But never before me. His hands are ruff so I know he uses them – a lot. I can tell by his walk, he’s confident. And he likes music. We dogs know these things.
Oh, and there’s Pappa. He likes to sit in his favorite chair and smoke cigars. He’s an old human. I see from him that he is wise and even though he moves slowly, he is methodical. He enjoys his life and is a real human pleaser. He also likes dogs. We know.
A truck driver came in just now. He smelled like smoke and his skin was like leather. I didn’t care much for him and I barked at him. His eyes gave him away. Bad person. When a dog looks in your eyes, he sees your soul. There’s no hiding anything from the gaze of a dog.
During lunch, my human took me to one of my favorite places. He calls it: James Coney Island. He always asks me, “One dog or two?” I always tell him “Two.” There were two young humans sitting outside at a table with their human mother. Dogs love young humans. They are nice and curious. We are drawn to the young ones just as they are drawn to us. I see from them they are innocent, kind, and get into trouble much of the time. Just like us when we are puppies.
After work, my human and I went home. We ran into E.D. I see from her that she loves my human. I see from him, he knows this. The way her eyes seem joyous and the smile she fights to hide from giving her away. Dogs see this. She loves me as well, of course.
Everybody has a story to tell – good or bad, nice or not. We dogs see this. Some humans see this – if they look very hard. Are you able to see someone’s story before they utter a word? Do you have a story to tell? Everyone has a story to tell.
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