Make me a Dog

I was thinking about this the other day as I walked through the park and saw a dog with a ball in his mouth.

DogIf I had a choice in reincarnation, I’d like to come back as a dog… a dog with a good owner, who took her to the park all the time to play catch the ball.

My owner would feed me well, brush me and bathe me (aaahh, what a life), and teach me tricks (which I’d learn easily, being the bright dog that I am). We’d go to the park every day and my owner would throw the ball, and I’d go racing after it to get it.

I’d bring the ball back and not give it back to my owner. Yes, I’d be one of those dogs that brought the ball back, only to keep it from the owner. The owner would finally trick me into giving up the ball and then we’d start it all over again.

Maybe my owner would have a couple of kids who loved me to pieces and would pet me and hug me all the time and I’d be licking them all over their faces, even though I’d just done the crotch thing.

All I’d have to do is look happy to see my owners, learn some tricks and love everyone to pieces. Wouldn’t that be a fabulous life?

However, from what I’ve heard about this reincarnation stuff, each time you come back, if you’ve lived properly (all that karma stuff) you’re supposed to come back as a higher, more knowledgeable being. If you haven’t lived properly, you come back as a lesser being.

So I wonder if my aversion to cockroaches says anything about that? Am I destined for not good?

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Who said dogs were not higher? :|

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