When did the expression “it’s a dog’s life become a negative”? As I understand the idiom, it means to have a hard and miserable life. It, apparently, originated in the 16th century to refer to the life the working dog. I don’t know, the life of the dog seems pretty darn good.
There is a video circulating on social media of a yellow lab puppy enjoying life to fullest—playing in snow, rolling in leaves, and playing like labs play. I have two yellow Labrador retrievers: Pete just celebrated his 16th birthday, and Skye will be two in a couple week. At 16, Pete doesn’t do much, but he is still a happy dog. Skye is a spaz, but loveable, nonetheless. Like most labs, they are carefree.
A dog’s life? It seems pretty good to me. Do I wish I was a dog? Of course, not. But, there is much to learn from the dog’s life.
Dogs love unconditionally.
Dogs love to play.
Dogs are chill. They are content to just hang out with the family.
Dogs are social. The long to see their “master” return.
Dogs are carefree. They trust that they will be fed and cared for.
Dogs don’t hesitate to protect the ones they love.
Dogs are happy.
Like in the video, dogs live life to the fullest. Why don’t we?
Carpe momento!