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What is the purpose?

by Bill on September 7, 2009

My sense is that here, in the western world, we have a thing about purpose – everything and everyone must have a purpose. We get frustrated and sometimes irritable when we can’t see any.

I was thinking about this after doing one of those silly meme things on Facebook. There was a question like, “When was the last time you cried?” to which some people answered when their mother died, or their father died. I answered (since it did say the last time) that it was when my cat, Gonzo, died at 19 years of age. Part of me felt silly answering with that and it reminded me of Jack Nicholson’s character in As Good As It Gets and the scene in which, weeping, he shakes his head and says, “Over a dog. Over an ugly dog!”

And I thought about purpose and some of the people who look at pets like cats and dogs and wonder, “Why?”

Really, what is the point? They are work. They are an expense. And what do they do?

As my brain pinball-ed from thought to thought, I also recalled one of those inspirational rah-rah programs I saw one day on TV when I must have been terrifically bored – not the sort of thing I would normally watch. I think I kept watching it because the guy on it was such a good speaker. I like watching people who speak well publicly. It’s not a skill everyone has.

At one point the guy spoke of a situation in which someone had asked a question like, “What was the point?” in reference to a child who had been born with serious medical issues. The person asking the question was asking, somewhat rhetorically I image, what did the universe have in mind in bringing such a child into existence when its life would be so difficult, and it would be so difficult for the parents and so on.

The guy speaking answered the question by saying the point lay in what that child’s impact would be on the rest of us. It lay in how we responded to the child.

That’s how I think about things like cats and dogs. There are gazillions of them. From a strictly practical point of view (that view being the western view), there is no point. We don’t need them to fill a practical purpose like hauling or ploughing or some such thing. In many cases, they just lie around the house doing nothing. What is their purpose?

As Jack Nicholson’s character found, their purpose lies in how they affect us. In some curious, poorly comprehended way my dog, like my cat, makes me a better person. With the dog, it even has a less elusive benefit in that I walk at least twice a day whether I want to or not. For someone who finds doing exercise on a par with going to the dentist, that’s a very good thing.

More to the point, however (although less easy to put a finger on), they alter how we feel about the world, or so I believe. There’s the old cliché about, “You want unconditional love? Get a dog.” There’s some truth in that. But one of the things dogs and cats illustrate to us is the simplicity of relationships. We, on the other hand, are great at complicating those and over-thinking them.

Not animals. They are direct and simple. And they don’t muddle things with grudges. And they don’t equivocate.

Some people feel that dogs and cats fill a void some people may have if they don’t have children. The pets are “their children,” and it’s true some people do see pets that way. (I’m always being referred to as Molly’s “Dad.”)

I don’t see it that way, though. For one thing, I don’t think anyone should confuse pets and children. There is a huge difference and if you don’t see that … well, it’s best you don’t have children. (It’s also best for the dog or cats. They aren’t people; they’re dogs and cats.)

I also don’t see it that way because I think a dog and/or a cat can benefit families with children, and for the same reasons of directness and simplicity. It’s something worth seeing for anyone, regardless of age, in order to get some sense for empathy, sympathy, commitment and other qualities – including joy in simply being alive.

I don’t think everyone should have a pet and I’m definitely not recommending everyone get one – far from it. I’m simply saying that sometimes the purpose of something is not an obvious one, or not how we usually think of purpose.

And sometimes the purpose of something is not to have one but simply to be.

That’s my dog’s purpose: to just be a dog.

And having said all that …

Molly (my dog) does have a practical purpose, at least in her mind. Actually, she has two very clear functions. The first is to go for a walk. Seriously. I think she sees that as a purpose.

When I was away from home a while back, I had a friend look after her. That included taking her for a walk. When I came back, my friend said, laughing, “She took me for a walk!” What my friend described was how, once in the park, Molly knew every path of the walk, every turn. She lead the way and walked it.

And that is how she walks. Once in the park, she is always much more focused and very … what’s the word? Determined. And no nonsense, all business. She doesn’t need an end product — the walk is an end in itself and that’s her job. To do the walk. Twice every day. Once home … it’s play time again. But never on the walk — that’s business.

Her other purpose, as she sees it, is to announce any and all comers. I live at the end of a cul-de-sac and as far as Molly is concerned it is her job to announce anyone and everyone she does not know — and sometimes those she does. If someone new comes by and the door is open she rushes out, makes a beeline for them, stops about fifteen feet away, hair on her back up, and barks her demands: identify yourself and your intentions. “This is my hood and no one comes in without my okay.”

I think, though, she has a third purpose, one my cat Gonzo use to serve as well: to be present. I think we people often forget that aspect of our relationships. Sometimes our role is simply to be there. It’s to shuttup and just be. Present. My cat may be sleeping. My dog may be flaked out on the floor. But they are present and I am aware of them.

I think human relationships are the same. Sometimes our purpose is to just be present. Period.

For a species as function focused as we are, it may not be that easy. But try it sometime. When you feel you need a purpose, try being like a dog or cat. Try just being present.

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Why dogs are important to business

by Bill on August 25, 2009

Bill and his favourite canine, Molly Bloom.

“… It’s nice to know that if I do post about my dogs or something, it’s not a total faux pas.”

That is from a comment left yesterday by Tzaddi, from ThriveWire, to my post I wonder what she’ll say? And I thought, yes. Dogs are a great example of what I’m trying to get at.

From the perspective of career, from the position of being a business or part of one, you would not think that tweets and status updates and blog posts about your dog would be appropriate and, strictly speaking, they are not. But …

As I tried to suggest yesterday, the seemingly trivial and inconsequential are a part of what humanizes what you put online because, online, life is no different than life offline and people aren’t any different either. The primary connection you make with people online is not what you put online, it is you.

And it is them.

Let’s go back to the dog and an example. I do occasional work with a guy and his company from Michigan, the Detroit area I believe. We met (online) through a mutual acquaintance about some potential writing work. He was looking for a writer. I was the writer he went with. Why?

The truth is, he could have gone with any writer. It’s not like we are in short supply. And no matter how big an ego I might have there is no getting around the fact that lots of people can write, lots of people can write as well as I do and many of those people can probably write better than I do. I am good but the reality of the world is that as good as you may be, there is always someone better. So why pick me?

Because, at a certain point, how good you are isn’t an issue. How comfortable someone feels working with you is. In this case, there was some sense of ease because someone he knew, the friend who introduced us, had given me a thumbs up. But what sealed the deal, in my opinion, was my dog.

We communicate primarily via email, though occasionally by phone. In our first phone contact, I had to apologize because my dog had started barking at something.

“You have a dog? What kind?”

He had a dog too. Since that call, almost all our communications make references, however briefly, to our dogs. Through the dogs he was able to get some sense, verbally by phone and in text via email, of who I was. And as minute as it may be, it was some degree of comfort. The way we communicate, about our dogs, gave him some sense of me as someone he could work with.

Walking with my dog in the park twice a day, I meet people and talk with them. They are people who would walk by me and that I would walk past with, at best, a nod of acknowledgement except … we have dogs. So we stop. Our dogs sniff each other. And we talk about our dogs and get to know each other. Because of my dog, I have friends I would not otherwise have.

Dogs are simply an example of the seemingly inconsequential elements of a life that opens doors, dismisses barriers and allows for people to communicate with ease. Another example? How about Star Trek? You wouldn’t believe the number of people I’ve gotten to know simply because we both like Star Trek.

Dogs and Star Trek. They have nothing to do with the work I do. But they do facilitate the relationships necessary to allow for the work.

So every so often I tweet, update and post about my dog, about Star Trek, and about a million every day mundane, banal, trivial things because it is who I am and being who you are is what lets people in. Taken to excess, yes, it definitely shuts down all those doors. But excluding it means they never open in the first place.

It may be digital but social media is about people and people don’t change. You have to have the skills to do the work but it’s who you are that gets you the work.

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Lessons learned: Don’t be unfair

by Bill on December 9, 2008

In the usual kerfuffle known as the news of the day, you may have missed this: Dogs show envy, researchers say. In a paper with the dreary and somewhat obfuscating title, “The absence of reward induces inequity aversion in dogs,” researchers conclude that dogs, like people, don’t like inequality (well, unless we’re on the better side of the unfair treatment).

And what might we conclude from their conclusion? Like people, animals are aware of, and do not respond well to, unfair treatment.

I wonder how this might relate to businesses and things like reward programs, preferred customer status and so on? If nothing else, it reminds us that unfair treatment generally creates a negative response in those on the wrong side of the treatment, be it people or dogs.

It also reminds us that researchers can’t write titles to save their lives.

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Canine follies

by Bill on October 2, 2008

On a subject unrelated to writing (except in the sense that it disrupts my writing/editing work) … When I got my dog, Molly Bloom, from the SPCA, part of the reason for choosing her was her quiet disposition.

She was a rescue dog. She had been found, with her four siblings, in something like a closet. The specifics of her background were unknown, but the SPCA felt certain she had been abused.

This was quite likely the case given how timid and fearful she was – and it probably explained her quiet disposition.

She’s a boxer mix. There is probably border collie in her.

Well, I did some searching on the Web, spoke to various people, fell in love with Molly and adopted her. It was only after adopting her and getting her home that, when people asked what kind of dog she was and I said “boxer mix,” people’s eyes would open and started speaking of boxers and energy.

As turns out, Molly is now quite comfortable at home and, most of the time, elsewhere. In fact, her confidence has shot through the roof, along with her energy.

And this brings me to the essence of this post: Today, it is raining and neither I nor Molly want to go outside. I’ve been outside briefly this morning and am soaked already. Except once to pee, Molly just stands at the door and with dog body language says, “Are you nuts? Go out in that? Forget it.”

Yet there’s that energy, along with her puppy need to play. The upshot? My dog is eating my house! She’s grabbing everything she can find – scarves, gloves, shoes – and chewing them beyond recognition. Even items placed out of her reach she’s managing to locate and destroy.

Mind you, she’s still a quiet dog. She rarely barks.

She’s more like a stealth missile: she destroys quietly.

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