As the other dogs went home over the holidays, Jay was left behind. Yet, the sudden disappearance of all the other dogs didn't seem to bother him. He ate fine, went for his walks, played, no distress.
Perhaps it is because Jay knows full well he is loved.
A friend once told me, "You just need to find your tribe." At first I wasn't sure what that meant. It seemed odd, and maybe included rejection. Then I realized that it was a great kindness. The most caring thing you can do for someone is point them in the right direction when they are headed in the wrong one.
I had to tell Jay's owner he was heading in the wrong direction. It wasn't an easy conversation. But both and Jay may benefit from a correction.
I certainly benefitted from a careful word (or a hit over the head as I'm often too dense to "get it.") that put me on a better path. I didn't like it at first. I even resented it and suspected the Corrector had got it all wrong. The Corrector's idea was terrible while mine was really good.
Except mine wasn't really good after all. It was fruitless and frustrating (and other "fru" sounds). While I was feeling left behind, I found a new place filled with new people and new activities, directed there by the kindness of The Corrector.
I'm not really sure what's going to happen with Jay and his owner. I know I did what I could and wish it had gone better. But you can't make a person see a clear picture when they are so busy looking at that murky one that has clouded their vision for decades.
I pray I can have my vision unclouded, and stay on a clear path. To do so, I need to remember that I am greatly loved. And so are you.