Scruffy The Legend

He is still new; he is still learning. He is under the coffee table. His eyes follow me, staring at me, as I enter the living room. He is waiting to see where I will sit. As soon as that is clear, he runs over and sits facing me, staring up into my eyes. He is asking if there is anything I would like him to do. He is telling me that he is my faithful servant and will do anything I request. He becomes a little fidgety because I have not yet asked for anything. His eyes are intense; his ears are alert. He offers some suggestions. “Perhaps you would like me to give you my paw or roll over.” I make a small motion with my right hand. He is immediately on my lap licking my face. When I get up he jumps enthusiastically to the floor ready to follow me wherever I may go. I am on my way to the kitchen. He is right behind me. I stop suddenly and look back at him. I was going to ask if it was really necessary that he follow me every time I get up. He detects something in my movement or maybe my eyes. He immediately rolls over on his back, paws folded above his chest. He is asking if there is anything he might have done wrong, not only just now, but at any time. He is saying “I am so sorry if I have done anything wrong, but I can not change the past – so here I am looking up at you – do what you will with me. I am at your mercy” I immediately tell him he is the most wonderful dog in the world and that he should indeed continue follow me wherever I may go. When I now go upstairs to do some minor thing, I do not look back at the dog on my heels. I know he is there and will always be.

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