By Harry Burrus
When I look at Nube, I am propelled into the Klondike—Yukon Territory. I hear the mushers call out their commands: “Gee!” “Haw!” “On By.” But wait, I am in the high desert plateau of the Bajío. No snow. No sleds. I do hear other dog walkers saying, “Leave it!” Déjalo! Nube, however, has mastered bi-location. We are together in the Klondike and we’re walking here.
Miss Nube has a quiet, regal dignity. She will bark when it’s chicken dinner time as she sees the chicken being handed out. She’ll let you know, too, when strangers appear around the casitas.
On the surface, Nube appears a touch aloof. Removed. I like that. She’s not demonstratively gushy. Yet, she’s quite tender with her affection. I value the licks and kisses she bestows. When she presses her head against mine, we both glow.
With Nube I am again reminded of the magic of animals. I remove myself from personal things and focus entirely on her. Rather than trying to exercise my mind and thinking about all those essential life moments that badger us, I let go of those unending externals. I become intertwined with the moment of Nube and, by doing so, find myself being completely there, absorbing each step, each glance, each twitch of an ear. We’re a part of each other. One. Remarkably, being in cahoots with Nube pulls back the curtain on life’s distractions, and I see them with greater clarity and in proper perspective. I’m thankful for that.
If you’re curious and would like to meet Nube, please come to the SPA, Los Pinos 7, 152 6124, any day, Monday–Saturday, 11am–2pm. Meet this beauty who walks well on a leash and responds to guidance. Recognize that you will have to earn her trust. If she accepts you and you are committed to providing her a good home, you will be one fortunate individual. Your life will be greatly enriched.