The Joy of a Dog

Today was a bad day.

A hard day.

I woke up late.

I sat in traffic.

I was late to work.

My boss wanted to talk.

„Not enough improvement,” they say.

Clients were needy.

Angry.

Coworkers were jumpy.

On edge.

I leave late.

More traffic.

Home.

The faces that greet me erase the entire day.

The pure joy.

The love.

The admiration.

Their bodies wiggle back and forth as they barely contain their excitement.

All they want, all that would make their day, is one touch, one smile, one happy word.

The joy of a dog is so simple.

Why isn’t ours?