Yesterday I witnessed a dog that has a worse obsession than Chance. Chance is seriously ball obsessed..at any time you can walk into the yard and encounter half a dozen of his balls..green tennis balls, a blue ball with a bell inside, a used to be larger soft squishy pink ball, a replica of a baseball..but soft and pliable..a basket ball...the list goes on and on. He plays until he gets hot then he plops in his pool. He approaches life with wild abandon..living in the moment...always hoping that someone is going to throw the ball.
Are you at your best today? Living in your moment? We could learn much from dogs that seem to do this so easily:)