When off leash at the beach, she immediately senses which dogs to chase and party with, which to avoid – and which humans ought to be leashed and/or muzzled.
October 24, 2017 7:48 pm
Written by CarmelDogTales
Chapter 10: The Nose Knows
And while we are out and about, sampling street tacos and French fries – crisp on the outside, soft and squishy inside, with ketchup and Tabasco – we often experience close encounters of the canine kind.
Winifred knows friend from foe. And I have to say, I’m also pretty good at making the call. But no match for Winifred’s mastery of sensing another’s energy, smelling trouble before it gets up close and personal.
Whether on leash, or off leash on the beach, her instincts are sharp and true. Perhaps because Winifred’s heart is pure, void of guile, duplicity or deception. She doesn’t come with a hidden agenda. Unlike some of us. (You know who you are!)
It’s been said that all we are is energy and vibration. Dogs get that. They smell that. The nose knows! They know who’s trustworthy and who’s not. And once they have you pegged… good luck convincing them otherwise.
Simply, Winifred trusts her instincts. Not a lot of second guessing, analyzing mind-numbing data. She is a creature of instinct.
I used to be. Use to trust gut feelings more. But as they say, use it or lose it! When off leash at the beach, she immediately senses which dogs to chase and party with, which to avoid – and which humans ought to be leashed and/or muzzled.
And while she’s helping me reclaim my animal instinct, I also realize that I am not so much becoming my dog as apprenticing Winifred’s canine powers for sniffing out the good, the bad and the ugly of man and beast. That said, lately the more people I meet, the more I like my dog. Which leads to the other side of the nose knows…