Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are.
– Alfred Austin, 1835-1913
One of the things that strikes me about Merlin, aside from his demanding wild ways, is his kindness. At certain points of the day, we see him sleeping, cuddling actually, with one of our other two bassets, Rocky and Bond (yes, there is another basset). Washing their eyes is something he also does daily and meticulously. Rocky and Bond embrace readily this latter gift as they lean their face towards their younger brother. I feel a sense of awe as I watch the exchange. There is something very loving in the action.
How we care for others can speak volumes to who we are. I am not talking about obligatory duty, the kind ridden by guilt. I am talking of duty without such burden, the duty that knows almost instinctively that life not caring for others is no life at all. Afterall if we don’t partake of our need to nurture, we can never fully know what it is to be nurtured ourselves.