Today, we took Toby to the dog park. It’s one of his favorite places in the whole world. It’s also one of ours. Our kids play with all of the other dogs and we spend time getting to know the dogs’ owners. The funny part is we end up knowing the dogs better than the owners and often refer to the other humans at the park as “Sparky’s dad” or “Fluffy’s mom”.
On this cool but wonderfully sunny day, we met a woman and her two senior Cocker Spaniels, Shadow and Cookie. Brilliant purebreds with soft and sweet temperaments, Shadow and Cookie moved quietly around the park, pleasantly greeting the other dogs and their owners. I started talking with their owner only to find that Shadow suffered from Cushing’s disease and Cookie was blind. She explained how Cookie had lost her site about a year and a half ago and Shadow was currently being treated for his illness. Shadow was sluggish and silent, attempting to chase a ball or tumble after one of the younger pups. Cookie, eyes covered with the silky blue of cataracts, sniffed her way around, occasionally losing her way, listening intently for her owner’s voice. Once she heard her voice and caught her scent, she’d come running, all smiles with her tail wagging away.
As we talked, I found myself looking again and again into the eyes of these two determined dogs. Shadow, his big, brown and liquid eyes, slightly sad, but wise. Wanting to tell us something, but not knowing how. Cookie, her eyes shining an iridescent blue, bright and smiling. Content in her darkness and taken by her world of sounds and smells.
The eyes are the windows of the soul and today, these two beautiful animals bared theirs in the crisp autumn breeze under a clear October sky.