When I was nine years old, I desperately wanted my family to adopt a dog. I remember telling my parents that a pet would teach me responsibility. The truth was, I didn’t care about that part of the equation—but I was willing to try anything to get a puppy.
When our dog arrived, I had a lot to learn about caring for someone other than myself—and quickly.
Twenty years later, my husband I adopted our own dog, and I found myself looking at things a little differently. Watching my little Havanese, Bartlet, interact with the world, it occurred to me that I could learn a lot more than responsibility: I could learn how to live my life.
Here are the top five lessons I’ve learned from my dog: