My dog, Raja, gives me plenty to think about. He came to this household through my son who took him on as a rescue dog when Raja was but a foolish puppy. Now he is graying (or whitening) around the muzzle and far from foolish. I gave him an acknowledgment in my novel about to be published, THE NUN’s DRAGON, for his dedication and patience with me sitting at the computer for hours, tearing my hair out and saying X rated things.
Raja came here to live when Alex was busy traveling and doing his film things. He is the fourth dog we have owned…three of them gone, all of them loved. For me he completes my thought that dogs are vastly superior to all of us humans. He makes true Shakespeare’s observation “Love is not love when it alteration finds…” He can’t be bribed by others, no matter how juicy the meat.
And he does not forget. Alex was away once for ten months and swore Raja would forget him. The moment he appeared Raja returned to puppy mode and jumped all over him. He did not take an attitude, he did not play hard to get. He showed his love at once. He did the same to me when I had to go away for a performance of a play. I drove into the driveway and Raja jumped into my lap the moment I opened the door. My husband, who proclaims love, is less demonstrative.
I like to put animals in my writing because they show we live in a wider world with emotions not so easily discerned. Most emotions.
With dogs love is never hard to define.