I walked around Sisters yesterday afternoon with Honey. The 60 degree day and the clear view of the mountains were discordant with the closed shops, handmade signs on the doors, the mail piled up on the sidewalk.
Honey knows something is going on. She can't settle down. She's picking up on the collective anxiety. She's an empath--most dogs are.
If ever there were a time to practice presence, it's now. Things are changing so quickly, and there's only so much we can "do." After following all the rules and guidelines to B SAFE, it's time to B HOPEFUL BE HELPFUL & B HOPPY.
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