One of my favorite things in the world is to run with my dogs five mornings a week. We don't go very far, two miles or so, but when I mention the word "run" they get very excited.
Usually, they try go ahead of me to sniff something that is to their liking. Any kind of tree usually gets Grant's attention.
Today something happened that was out of the ordinary. About half way through our run Grant stopped. He started to limp a little bit and looked up at me. I was startled and wondered what was happening. I encouraged him to go on but he looked up at me with a face that said: "I need help, can you help me? I think you can."
What I didn't see was the on his right front paw he had a group of about five burrs attached. He tried to shake them off but couldn't.
It was quite easy for me to reach down and pull them off. Grant looked at his paw and then went happily back to running and didn't seem the worse for wear.
There was just something about his face looking at me that way. He had developed a level of trust in me that he knew that I could help him if he couldn't help himself. I have NO idea how he would have gotten the burrs off if someone with thumbs wouldn't have helped him. I guess they could have eventually fallen off or they might have stayed on this paw hampering his ability to walk.
I think all of us, like Grant, eventually get into situations where we just need someone to help us. Whether they are better at something we are or have resources that we don't have, it is difficult for us to look at someone else to say "You can help me, will you?" That makes us vulnerable but it also opens up an opportunity for us to receive help and give someone else the pleasure of helping us.
To my buddy Grant, yes I will always help you. And, thanks for letting me do that very thing. I hope one day I can trust like you do. I have much to learn......
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