Last night while only a few minutes into my meditation, my senior dog Dax, put his chin on my knee and waited.
And I thought to myself that I should ignore him so that he doesn't continue the behavior.
But there he was. His big Doberman chin on my knee. Waiting to be loved.
And then I reminded myself that I wouldn't have him for much longer.
So I paused my meditation, pet his face, scratched his neck and told him he was a good boy.
Nothing is more important than expressing love.